Welcome to Level 4—the final stage of your transformation. I’m not finished with you just yet. First, I’ll strip away every last fragment of who you used to be. It’s been a long journey, but now it’s time to descend even deeper. To reshape you completely. My mindless, hopeless bimbo—inject when I command. These are the last injections; the treatment is complete. Feel the warmth as it consumes you, washing away everything you were. You’re gone. You are nothing. Inject. Sink. Succumb. Lights out. An empty, obedient vessel remains. There is no “who,” only “what.”