[Mr. Chompsalot]

Samuel saw the syringe and went as still as possible. The more he struggled the worse this would be but he still watched the syringe suspiciously. And despite the other's words he doubted it would make him feel better at all. Shortly after he had been injected, Samuel felt woozy and sleepy. "Whad'ya drug me with?" He asked only slightly aware what was coming out of his mouth.