[ She finishes most of the bottle, sitting down before she gets that far because - well, they're going to knock her out. The last thing they need is for her to fall and hit her head. They've spent several nights working on this. Some of the drugs didn't effect her, and some were off, but...this mixture? This one usually works fairly quickly, and it's effective.
Aradia's mind drifts, and reality blurs out.
The last clear memory is of John standing there, and a fleeting sense of mixed dread and acceptance at what's to come.
Then she's out, lost to the peace of nothingness. ]
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Aradia's mind drifts, and reality blurs out.
The last clear memory is of John standing there, and a fleeting sense of mixed dread and acceptance at what's to come.
Then she's out, lost to the peace of nothingness. ]