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The beast had been drawn out, Clover paced within the containment unit, growling and hissing, her eyes red and feral. "Wow, does Karma really think she can control that?" One of the researchers asked as he pushed a dial up on his board, using the frequency to send the message of attack. Clover rammed against the glass like a feral beast, leaving claw Mark's on the surface. "Watch this," a panel opened, a rat let in. Clover pounced, tearing at the animal with an infernal roar. "She doesn't eat it, doesn't even try. It's like the miasma is just telling her to destroy." He turned the dial down, the cat going back to pacing, blood staining her hands and mouth.

It was around that time that the doors swung open, Valkyrie coming in with two new subjects. There was question in their eyes, they hadn't received any orders from Karma, but if Valkyrie claimed it tto be true then who were they to question it? It was around then that Clover collapsed, her senses sealed. "What's wrong with her?" He looked at his stats to check that the cat hadn't suddenly died when the room broke out into chaos. The kitten blinked, having returned to herself. She shook as she realized that she couldn't see or hear anything, her sense of smell wasn't working either. Something was touching her, someone had grabbed her. What was going on? Suddenly, Clover could feel the wind in her hair, whipping through her white fur. She had no idea what was happening, only that she was being moved. Was she... flying? Or perhaps falling? The kitten didn't struggle, afraid of what might happen if she did.

Slowly her senses returned. Clover blinked, her vision clearing up. She was no longer flying or falling, but laying in bed, her body washed, wearing plush pajamas, the tape on her face changed. The miasma levels within her were dangerous, it was at the point where other mages could not go near her. The door was locked, the only ones allowed in being none mages. Clover rose from the bed, her legs shaking. She tugged at the tubes in her nose, peeling the tape off and gagging as she attempted to pull them out. The kitten went towards the window, opening it up to reveal a hallway. "Hello?" Clover knocked on it, having already tried the door. "Clover!" Maple ran forward, pressing her hand against the window. "You're awake!" Clover nodded, wondering what was happening, why she was locked up.

"Why is Clover stuck in here?" She asked, her heart rate picking up in panic. "No, no, no, don't panic! You're locked in because the miasma is dangerous to everyone else." The kitten sunk to her knees, she was finally free, but not. "You kept waking up in a fit, so the others are a little afraid." Clover nodded, realizing that it must have been that thing Karma had called the beast within her. "Clover doesn't feel good." She leaned her head against the glass, wondering how long she would be stuck in here. "The miasma is naturally drawn towards you now," Maple whispered. "It's not good Clover, Manfred did a lot of research and we have the notes, but no one knows how to fix you." Clover nodded, swallowing hard. "Maple," the kitten looked up. "Karma said, Clover's heart is breaking. What does it mean? Is Clover dying?" Maple looked away.

"The miasma is wreaking havoc to your insides, it's breaking everything and bonding it with more miasma. Not even Rosemary can fix it." They weren't even in the Spider's nest. It was a separate compound to keep the miasma from poisoning the others. "Clover is dying then?" She whispered. Maple hesitated, then nodded. "No, but it isn't going to be pleasant." Maple smiled sadly, wishing she could hug her. Clover wouldn't be aware of it for much longer though, as the miasma progressed, Clover would continue to lose her humanity. She would be reduced to a beast without the ability to think for herself.