[B4 is thrown onto the floor which causes them to cry out. THis sound is muddled, however, by the continuous noise of vomit coming out of them.
B1 frantically walks about, muttering beneath their breath as they rummage about.]
B1: I should have some... come on come on. DOn't you DARE put your finger down your throat again 4 or so help me I will pin you down myself.
[B4 shrieks in protest as B1 opens a metal box]
B4: n-NO! GET THAT AWAY FROM ME!
B1: hold fucking still! It's for your own good!
B4: I DON'T TRUST IT I DON'T FUCKING TRUST IT
[B1 grunts before shoving B4 into the wall again. This time 4 is heard wheezing and whimpering as B1 ripps open some plastic]
B1: fuck-whats the procedure again? fucking uh-uh!
[B1 slams 4 against the wall again when more struggling is heard. 4 is wheezing heavily now]
B1: "Today's date is-" fuck I don't know anymore uh, "-I am B1 of Building Block O. I will be administering an anti-hysteric shot on resident B4. As the 1 of my level, I approve the use of this medication and will now proceed."
B1: alright 4, work with me, please.
[B4 hicks before a hissing sound is heard. B4 sputters something incoherent before they fall silent. B1 pants before stepping back as B4 slumps onto the floor]
[the room falls silent]
[B1 slumps onto the ground, silent at first, before letting out a cry of their own.]