THERE IS NOTHING LEFT TO LOSE. Today was visiting hours. Eryn felt her stomache turn as she sat alone. She didn't expect her mother to come. Then Eryn went back. Thinking why she was here in the first place. Back to the moment she lost herself to Mick. Back to the notebooks. "The notebooks!" She sat up. "I have to get them back...." "Smith." Nobody answered. "Uh," a gruff voice said "SMITH!" "Yeah, right here." A large muscular man grabbed Eryn by the arm. "Your mother is here." But he didn't lead her to the visiting room. He led her somewhere else. Inside a room, smelling like powder and medication. He sat her down on a hard chair and grabbed her writs tightly. Then two nurses came. One, held her shoulders, the stood next to the man, holding a shot. Her sillouette only visible. "What are you doing?" Eryn muffled, but the nurse held her palm over her mouth. It was not long before the nurse stuck the sharp needle into her skin.