"All we did was allow them to return to their families, Mr. Matthews!" the orderly insisted with a heavy sigh as he leaned back against the nearest table, his hand still over the bruising on his neck.

Finally, the nurse swept in from the side, her syringe already prepared. The two who were restraining Scar clamped their grips tighter on him, holding him in place long enough that the nurse could prick him with the needle and push the sedative into his bloodstream.

"Sorry about this," she said, "but we can't allow you to cause any more harm."