They are preparing a transformation.

The three shifting bodies all have a package shaped like a steel suitcases, one used for carrying fragile objects such as guns or jewelry. Like the Asian woman, their faces show no interest. It is like they are hypnotized or like androids against their will.

The first of the three comes towards Michael at an angle. Her case is smaller than the others. He can't help but follow the case as it is carried behind him. Beyond his eyesight, the graceful figure opens the case on a table behind the chair. It reveals a rather large syringe, filled with a pink liquid. The figure moves toward the rear of the chair, Michael's butt showing through the hole in the chair. He flinches as the figure touches his right shoulder and a piercing sting in the center of the back of his neck. The figure starts pushing the syringe's contents into his neck. Second by second, Michael feels his motor functions start slowing down until his whole body is numb.

The figure takes the hair on Michael's head, and pulls the black hair hard, but Michael's numbness is like an instant painkiller. He doesn't even feel his head smack the back of the chair as his head is being strapped to the chair around his forehead. By now the syringe has done its job.

He doesn't feel the next syringe enter his skin. This one contains a more pinker liquid that doesn't make him more numb or ****, but starts a slow transformation.