A girl then walked from out the testing room, stumbling in her feet as two men helped her. She looked terrified. Today was the day where initiates would be taking serums and facing their worst fears through simulations. Four, their instructor, called Guest’s name in for testing. He had a stern look as usual, as he walked in. There was a patient chair in the middle of the room with large screen he was tapping on, getting the simulation ready along with a large syringe. “Take a seat.” He said, his brows furrowing as he tapped a few more things on the transparent screen. “I’m going to inject you with a serum that stimulates the part of your brain that processes fear.” He said in a bored sounding tone, setting it up. “It induces a hallucination and then transmitters in the serum will allow me to see the images in your mind. It should last about 12 minutes.” He then moved with the serum, moving her hair to the side gently. He injected it inside his neck. “You’re going to be facing your worst fears. Most people have 10-15 really bad ones. Questions?”