No-one spoke during the elevator ride down. Once it stopped the doors opened, and the nurse led Ray down a concrete corridor and through some doors. The room they entered was bright white; there was a hospital bed with straps and a medicine cart like the ones they used in the rest of the asylum "Here is a bed, you look tired," she spoke, as she nodded to the guards that they could leave.

Benjamin watched the butterfly disappear and when he heard a gentle cough behind him he slowly faced Marc. 
"You need to report to the head nurse," Marc said.
"I'm not going." Benjamin stepped back from him. "You can't make me."
"I don't want to make you, but if you don't go..."
Benjamin turned around and walked away. This was bad, if she had sent nurses to get him. The last time he had taken something, he had been so dazed he had been useless. He didn't want that again.