Simone had started to say something else, she would be sure of that later on… although what it was the woman could not recall when the question would be put to her mind... In any event, the moment was brief as two nurses appeared… one, a bearded male whom Simone did not recognize, the other the petite vampire did know, she had seen him earlier that morning, he was the one who had injected her with some sort of drug(s), and for that, Simone hated Tony, well more so because the white haired female loathed, no feared needles, if she were being perfectly honest with herself.

Simone’s eyes narrowed as she stared icily at Tony; then Simone’s attention was pulled to the faire haired man as a softly uttered word reached the created vampire’s keen ears. Simone watched silently as a small ball of fire appeared in the palm of one of the other patient’s hands. “What the bloody hell?” Simone asked herself as her small frame tensed instinctively, the girl’s agitation only made more acute as she watched what happened next and then heard the bearded nurse’s words directed toward her fellow patient. Simone glanced back over her shoulder at the man assigned as her nurse. What, Simone wondered silently, powers did the male wield?

Seeing his charge staring at him, Tony shifted his stance slightly, ready for any trouble that Simone might convey his way. “What are you looking at. Come on, we’re going,” the nurse demanded as he took a step toward his patient. Simone pressed her thin pink lips firmly together as she turned toward the nurse, a sudden flash of searing, white hot anger entering her mind, flooding it like a river, clouding the white haired girl’s mind like a thick, early morning London fog. She heard the nurse speaking to her, telling her to back off, though the man seemed to be speaking from far away. Simone took a slow step forward… then another, followed by a third,l onger stride.

Something jammed into the vampire’s left arm, and Simone jerked, her right arm drawing back, claws extending as she began to lunge toward her attacker, only to feel a sudden surge of sickness in her stomach, along with a sharp pain. Simone gasped sharply, falling onto all fours; her chest heaving as she fought off the urge to cry out. “What did you do?” Simone hissed at Tony as she forced her head to lift, meeting the nurses’ gaze as she spoke at him through ragged breaths of air. “Just a little something to keep you in line,” Tony replied with a smirk as he roughly grabbed Simone’s hair at the crown of her head and jerked the shaking woman to her feet…

Simone took the tour, seeing the library and its rows of books, the music room with its instruments and stereo, the recreation room, the main room and so on, although not of her own choosing, and all the while still feeling rather ill from the drug(s) she had been injected with. Of all the things she saw, Simone found the library the most interesting, or as much as she could in her state. Simone had been given very few things in her existence, but a kind staff member at The Solomon Facility had given the girl books from time to time, mostly story books, that was until the day the woman vanished, disappeared the same way Simone's books did, never to be seen again.

Some time later, the tour being over, Simone found herself left alone again, and she began to wander back toward the cafeteria. Entering the room for the second time that day... Simone looked around; then made her way to a vacant table against the wall near the door(s), Leaning over the table slightly, her right hand resting across her stomach, Simone stared silently at the other patients present through haft open eyes, not knowing really why she had came back. “I’ll kill him,” Simone whispered under her breath as another wave of nausea took her, making the vampire sway from side to side in her seat and bite her bottom lip, hating Tony more each passing moment...