The sixth: Don't trust the doctor.

The next day. (Waking up as usual, Casey was helped to get dressed by a caregiver, and then she went for her next procedures. Doctor Schmidt never told Casey what these procedures were for, just answering «it's necessary,» and Casey wasn't particularly worried about it, nor did she try to find out, as she trusted her attending physician, Doctor Casey David Schmidt. When she first met him, she found it funny that they shared the same first name, so they quickly became friends. Casey saw a parental figure in the doctor, while the doctor simply considered her his patient and friend.).

Doctor: Hello, Casey, come in, have a seat. Casey:Okay, Doctor! (Sitting on the examination table, the doctor took a syringe, filled it with some transparent substance—or so it seemed to Casey—and injected it into a vein on her left arm. After all the procedures, Casey was about to leave, but the doctor called out to her just as she reached the office door.) Doctor:Casey, come by my office tonight, mm… around 3 AM. I need to perform another procedure. They delivered better medications than these today, and I'd like to check your reaction to them, in case you have an allergy. Casey:Okay, Doctor Schmidt. (After that, Casey smiled and, leaving the office, headed to her room. Mira and Mila weren't there. «They're probably outside,» Casey thought, and lay down to sleep so she could wake up at the appointed time.).