Had Blue been in full possession of her faculties, that dart wouldn't have had a prayer of striking her, but as it was, she was still just groggy enough to realize too late what was happening. She saw the guard step up to the bars, aim, and only then did she begin to move, but hampered as she was by the earlier drug and the chains, recoiled with a snarled hiss when she felt the prick of the needle, sinking into her flesh.

Blue immediately jerked it out, tossing the loathsome thing aside, but she saw it was already too late; the dart was empty and it was only a few moments before she felt the effects. She fought it for as long as she possibly could, thrashing around like a demon-possessed thing, but within ten minutes, she collapsed on the cold unforgiving floor, weaker than she'd ever felt in her entire life. She lolled, chains clinking only slightly as her vision swam for the second time.

She dimly heard the lock on the cell's door detach, but it was too late; her entire world faded into blackness and she fell comatose once again.