Liz sobbed as the men circled around her. She didn't know what they wanted. The only thing they ever said to her was shut up. Even though she was strapped to the table one of the men pinned her arm to the table. Another jabbed a needle into the arm being held down. Liz whimpered. She would have screamed if she had been able to but her throat was too rare to make more then a whimper. Part of her wanted to know what they injected her with, the rest of her was glad she didn't know what they had done to her.