for?â I whisper, but she only shrugs.
âCurtains closed, please,â Charity says. Lily is quick to obey, but I see some of the other girls looking nervously at one another as they pull the curtains shut. The dull purple light in the carriage feels ominous.
âNow, now, donât look so anxious,â Dr. Steele says. His voice is flat and not remotely reassuring. âThis is just a little medication to relax you all before the big event. Please remain seated.â
My heart is pumping in my chest and I reach out for Ravenâs hand. The doctor moves calmly around the room. The tablets are coded by Lot number, and each girl sticks out her tongue while Dr. Steele drops it into her mouth with a pair of tiny silver tongs. Some of the girls cough, others lick their lips and make sour faces, but other than that, nothing dramatic happens.
He reaches Raven. â192,â he says, picking out a light blue tablet. Raven stares up at him with her deep black eyes, and for a second, I think sheâs going to refuse to take it. Then she opens her mouth and he drops it onto her tongue. She keeps staring at him, and doesnât give the slightest reaction to the tablet at all. Itâs the only defiance she has.
Dr. Steele doesnât even notice. â197,â he says to me. I open my mouth and he drops a purple tablet onto my tongue. It stings, and tastes sour, reminding me of that time I bit into the lemon. In a second, it has dissolved. I run my tongue along my teeth and swallow. The tablet leaves a tingling sensation behind.
The doctor nods his head. âThank you, ladies.â
Charity bustles after him as he leaves the carriage.
âWhat was that?â Raven asks.
âWhatever it was, it didnât taste very good,â I mutter. âI thought you werenât going to take yours for a second.â
âMe too,â Raven says. âBut it wouldâve been pointless, wouldnât it? I mean, they probably wouldâve justââ
But whatever Raven thought they would have done, I never hear, because unconsciousness engulfs me suddenly, and the world goes black.
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Four
W HEN I COME TO, I AM ALONE.
A bright light shines overheadâtoo bright, it hurts my eyes. Iâm lying on something cold and flat. Straps press down on my arms and legs and I realize, with a jolt of panic, that Iâm naked.
Instinctively, my body lurches, trying to free myself and cover myself at the same time. A scream builds in my throat, but before I get a chance to release it, a soft voice murmurs, âDonât panic. Iâll take those off in a moment. Theyâre for your protection.â
âWhere am I?â I mean to shout, but my voice comes out in a scratchy whisper.
âYouâre in one of the preparation rooms. Calm down, 197. I canât take the restraints off until you do.â The voice has a strange quality to itâtoo high to be a manâs but too low for a womanâs. My chest heaves and I try to relax my muscles, slow my breathing, and not think about how exposed I am.
âThere. Thatâs better.â The voice moves closer. âI promise, 197, the very last thing I want is to harm you in any way.â I feel a pressure around my arm, and something cold presses against the inside of my elbow. The pressure tightens.
âIâm just taking your blood pressure,â the voice says calmly. The tight thing around my arm relaxes; then itâs gone. I hear the scratching of a pen on paper. âLook up for me, please?â
Thereâs nowhere else to look but up, and suddenly a bright light shines in my left eye, then my right. I blink furiously, but itâs like my retinas have been searedâall I can see is a green glow. The pen scratches again.
âVery good, 197. Almost done. Iâm going to