Erin accepted the mask nervously but without resisting. She now knew full well that struggling only made the experience more unpleasant. Her captor would just fill the mask with concentrated pungent anesthetic vapor to put her under quickly. Now she was compliant, she experienced the less oppressive odors of rubber and the sweetish smell of nitrous that made her feel giggly and trippy. By the time desflurane was introduced, she noticed it only as a slight change in smell for a few seconds before everything went black.
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