Maya is accosting a child, standing in the middle of the plains. She seems to be doing something with their face.

Scrummers, offscreen: "She's not going to snap out of it. We'll have to take her out now."

Annette, offscreen: "They'll attack her!"

Scrummers, offscren: "Our other option is to wait to see if she'll wander over on her own."

It's revealed that Maya is pulling at the child's cheeks. They're not having a good time.

Scrummers, offscreen: "For some reason, we don't see that happening any time soon."

Annette, offscreen: "Alright, go for it."

The little antenna on the shunt on Maya's neck activates. The vial fills again.

Maya stares down, confused.

The child stares up, also confused.

Maya's eyes widen in shock.

The child's eyes narrow with anger.