Mina cautiously snatched up the lab coat that Ennea offered her and wrapped it around herself, not bothering to put on a bra.  The doctor walked close to her prisoner, and looked up at her face with an ugly scowl.  "You're the most ignorant monster I've ever seen."  The doctor hissed, grabbing the creature by the wrist and walking it out of the dressing room.  "You don't even understand what you witnessed, do you?"  Mina asked, as the pair walked through the halls of the warehouse, followed by Ennea, while Dr. Tarington continuously rubbed at Elohim's psyche, working to keep her on the edge of tears.<br/><br/>They came into a fairly large room with several large light fixtures hanging from the ceiling, all focused on a metal table in the center of the room, with several leather straps on it.  Arranged around the table were four cement pylons, driven into the floor, to which were connected extremely heavy chains.  The remainder of the room was dark, save for the glare of a small video screen, which revealed Dr. Ying's face.  Ben stood next to the table, holding one of the chains.<br/><br/>"What use is it for me to try to teach something so pathetic and useless as you?"  Dr. Tarington asked, as Ennea drew close to Elohim.  "All I can do, is remind you what despair is, what it is to have your ego broken.  To show that you're sorry for being what you are."  The doctor whispered, rage seeming to coil and simmer within her like a hungry snake in the desert.  "Abomination!"  Mina screamed, spitting at Elohim's chest.  "Please lie down on the table."  Dr. Tarington said sweetly, returning instantly to a proper medical demeanor.  The doctor gently took hold of Elohim's arm and guided her wrist towards Ben, who laid a manacle upon it, and prepared to lock her in.