She shakes her head, looking like she might be about to faint. "I don't... It's too many. There's... it's like there's a feedback loop. I can't tell where thoughts are coming from or who is communicating with who." She sways slightly on her feet. "I tried to contact you, or any of the staff. Emma stopped me, saying 'I wouldn't want them to kill one of your own.'" She rubs her injured shoulder gingerly. "Protecting the controlled students maybe... but that doesn't explain why she kept you asleep." She drops her head slightly, mumbling almost to herself. "Maybe she just wanted me to finalize my connection, and thought it would scare them."
Malcolm's (Malcontent) & Johnny B Dorm Room
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