Gunther smiled as the girl calmed down, continuing to stroke her as his fingers traced along her stomach where he had wanted to inject her.  He gave the cat ears a light squeeze, enjoying how easy this girl was to manage.  With any luck, those cats would be gone before three days had passed.  "How did you meet your friends?"  Gunther asked, slowly formulating a plan of treatment.  He never really understood the patients who didn't respond to drugs, but nobody ever failed to respond to shock therapy.  The girl also seemed trivially easy to hypnotize, but he decided to save that particular treatment until he really understood how the girl's subconscious worked.<br/><br/>Clearly, she'd been through some trauma.  But nothing erased the scars of old trauma like new, bigger scars.