Anne grappled with the doctor as she plunged the needle into the meat of her thigh, yet not a sound was uttered from the deranged lips of the last living patient in the room. One of the reasons they had to so heavily sedate Anne was due to her high tolerance to drugs. As the drugs began to give her a slight buzz of lightheadedness, none of Anne's strength seemed to diminished. She held on so tightly "Now Doc...that was not very polite" she muttered to Habner "If I didn't know better I could swear you were trying to piss me off"<br/><br/>Anne's left hand shot out and pulled the needle bleeding out of her own thigh, a maniacal smile overcoming her face. "Lets share, shall we.."  Moving quickly for she knew balance would fade fast, Anne drove the needle into the out stretched arm of Dr. Habner, laughing like a maniac all the while. "Looks like now we are blood related bitch!"