Ray nodded. "Of course. Stand by." The chair seemed to clamp the sergal in place. Several syringes attached to hoses buried themselves in Zaida's veins, with minimal pain. A blueish liquid began to flow through one of the hoses, and Ray spoke again. "Sleep well, eleven. I will wake you soon." He left the control panel, and wandered about the facility, before stopping at Talia's cell. "Hello, subject...erm..." He flipped through his documents, and sighed. "I think I've misplaced your information."