The trip, a rather long one back to Imperial Space. Madeline would start to shift in her sleep as the serum would begin to wear off, a clue that she was close to waking and soon another dose would be administered and once more she would be resting peacefully. Forcefully locked away in a land of dreams. A much better place, than her current reality.
Once inside the room, she rested peacefully in the chair head leaning comfortably to the side, her body calm and relaxed but slowly that was changing. The antidote was starting to take effect negating the sleep serum. With a heavy groan, her shoulders shifted, a slight wince at the pain from her left side. Groggy, tired, vision still foggy from whatever she was given, she finally started to stir earnest.
A soft tire groan came as she brought her aching hands up to her face to rub away the sleep. Vivid blue eyes fluttered finally opening slowly. The light, even at the distance from her chair was enough to draw a hiss from her lips as she threw her hands up to cover her eyes. Keeping her head down, to keep what little light from hurting her now highly sensitive eyes, she finally seemed to come around to the fact she was not bound to the chair. There was no shackles, no chains, certainly no ropes that kept her here. Though, her entire body ached, sore from her struggles the previous day, making movement difficult. Making her hesitant to move more than she had to. It was at least a days journey by hyperspace from Bonadan to Atrisia, which was the only conclusion she could draw in that tired state, that she'd been brought back home. Though where exactly she was, a bit of a mystery to her.
A tired and weak voice finally broke the silence. "Where am I?" From looking up, the single time she had, a shadow was visible. She knew she wasn't alone. "I know it has to be Atrisia, but where on Atrisia?" She clarified. For the moment she was afraid, worried of what lay in shadows, frightened of what was to come. Thankfully for the time being panic had not set in, but she was just riding that edge, her breaths increasing slowly, her fragile but brilliant mind working towards that harsh madness. The only thing keeping her from falling off the edge was not being bound to the chair. It helped to keep her considerably calmer given what she'd woken into. Also that state of barely waking after being so heavily drugged, played its role in keeping her mildly calmer than she ordinarily would have been.
Eyes moved along the floor, searching, trying to find the exit. As her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she could make out one on the far side of the room. For a moment she lifted her head, with a hand guarding her eyes from the light source, looked to the door, judging if she could open it. If she could escape from here. A gut feeling told her that there wouldn't be escape. Unless they wished her to. Likely guards, and more things she could not manage alone outside that door. And ... light. She could make it out shining beneath the door, but only just.
Fingers soon moved down as she came to inspect her wounds. A touch to her wrists, both burned from the ropes, crusted blood had scabbed over the wound. Then down to the cut, just above that from the blade. It wasn't nearly as bad as it seemed at the time, just a small cut. Then to her leg, reaching there, she hissed at the pain a simple graze to it brought her. Second degree burns, bordering on third in places. It, badly blistered oozing in spots.
All of that made her reality just sink that much further into her mind. Knowing it was all so real, and she was now caught, trapped undoubtedly so. The simple fact was she'd likely never know true freedom again. Never to be left to her own devices, always watched, always followed. IF they even let her live at all after what she'd done to Atrisia, and Moff Shu.
"Am I to be executed?" She asked, almost whispered. Knowing the answer was a likely yes. Anything else would be quite the shock for the young doctor.
