Go for Syringe

You rush for the syringe, trying to slip past her along the way. You manage to grab it in your hand, but that's all you manage. Alex snorts with laughter, and grabs you by the wrist. She then twists it backwards, causing you a great deal of pain.

"Ah! Owowowowowow!" You cry, in your new, high-pitched voice.

"You really thought I didn't think you'd go for this?" Alex said. "Do you have any idea how many people have tried to use this thing? Too many, is the answer."

She bends your arm back forwards, forcing you to stab yourself in the leg with the syringe. She chuckles to herself as the liquid inside is injected into your blood, causing you to fall to your knees and drift off to sleep.