Roxy sat in her angrily in her room. Damn scientist. Why did he had to take away her knives? She hadn't done anything. She had done what he asked. No more and no less. She wondered if it mattered to anyone else that she had lost her knives. Probably not. No one besides the head scientist really knew what they meant to her. The scientist knew how to hit where it hurt. 
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The scientist was glad for the cameras. He would have to gather his data from there. He sent a message to the guards to take Alexander down to the lab. If the boy couldn't follow simple instructions he would be no use in this experiment, but there were others that Alexander might be useful for.