The air between them was heavier than the sudden silence after Alice's words. Calvin was tight-lipped, and her mother was seething with rage at Alice's boldness in general, not just what she had said.

"Are we done here?" Alice asked suddenly, clearly asking to bait them into saying something to deny her. "Good, now fuck off."

With that Alice marched back downstairs and closed her apartment door, eerily calm about the exchange. She didn't feel even the slightest bit anxious, which was very unusual for her not to start overthinking herself into a panic attack.

She felt... great.

Cracking her knuckles with a growing smirk, Alice started up her laptop and - on her own - started to play Payday, not on Very Hard, but on Overkill, the next difficulty level up.

And she didn't have any trouble with it either.

"Wait, what? She backed off?!" Claire was gawking at Alice on the Skype call, well aware of how confident that Alice was feeling by her body language alone. She also noted the glowing blue thing for her eyes was happening every so often during Alice's retelling of the first, long awaited victory against the Dragon.

"She didn't say a word until she called down the stairs for dinner earlier. Didn't say a word when we were eating either." Alice's smirk was a welcomed sight compared to her worried timidness all the time. It was almost as if T was reworking her into an entirely different person.

Almost as if Alice could read that very thought on Claire's face, her smirk turned into an amazed expression as she snatched her phone from beside her laptop and nodded at Claire as she called Issacs.

"You think he wanted something like this to happen?" Claire asked as the phone rang, which Alice had set to speaker.

"I dunno. One way to find out." Alice replied, blinking hard for a moment, clenching her eyes together to refocus. When she opened them, her eyes stayed blue this time. And they were glowing like LED lights too.

"Jon Issacs speaking."

"Hi, sir. It's Alice, I have a major symptom to report for the T trial... if calling it a symptom is even the right term to use."

"I'm listening."

"I think the best way to describe it, sir, would be her personality has been... rewritten." Claire spoke up from Alice's computer. "She's much more confident, almost... like she's an entirely different person. And, on top of this, her eyes are glowing bright blue like they're LED flashlights. I have photographic proof, if you'd like to see it."

"Ah... So T was much more effective than we'd thought it'd be." Issacs seemed to realize the extent of the symptom they were reporting. "Well, to at least confirm things for you ladies, this is the whole purpose of T. It's to overcome debilitating mental disorders, such as PTSD, anxiety, even going so far as ones such as epilepsy, ADHD, insomnia, or similar disorders."

"So it's not that Alice's personality was rewritten..." Claire's face and tone lit up with dawning comprehension.

"I finally have my head all to myself..." Alice wasn't sure how she should be feeling at that moment, she was too stunned by the revelation.

"As for the glowing eyes, that wasn't what we designed it for. I would need those images to get a better understanding of what has changed for them, but I would presume at this point that they're a unique reaction to T itself. Not the freeing of your mind, as you'd put it."

"So, wait, you wanted this to happen?"

"Yes, we chose not to say that this was the design because of false confidence developing if the whole objective was known." Issacs replied. "Since it would ultimately end with your debilitation being eliminated completely."

"So... is it a suppressant or does it eradicate them in general?" Alice asked, since she knew the things she had experienced under the umbrella of mental illnesses were still a part of her psyche.

"It eliminates the symptoms and hindrances. Including any deformations or maladies inside of your body related to them. Again, the glow in your eyes appears to be unique. I have no explanation for that."

"So, now that we've gotten what was wanted from the start, should I do the rest of the trial?" Alice asked, glancing at the nearby bag that contained the syringes and the syringe gun itself. She'd taken it out to do a quick count of the remaining doses, she had four more days left.

"I would say yes, finish the trial as per the agreed terms. And of course, report any new changes that develop in the coming four days. And, Miss Redfield, could you provide Alice with those images to send to me for review?"

"I can send them right now, I figure you've got his contact stuff, right Alice?" Claire started tapping at her phone on the video call, clearly collecting the pictures into a text message for Alice.

"Absolutely." Alice replied, feeling her phone vibrate in her hand to signal the arrival of the pictures. "Will that be all, sir?"

"Yes, I believe that's enough for this evening. Good luck, ladies. And goodnight." Issacs hung up after Alice bade him goodnight as well, and she immediately started saving the images to her phone, then sent them directly to him less than a minute later.

"So now that there's nothing fucking with your head anymore, y'wanna slip out of the house and meet with me and Chris for some fun?" Claire's expression was part seductive and cheeky, with a noticeable hint of hopefulness. "'Cause now that your head's cleared up, I wanna see what we can get away with now that the good ol' stuff's gone."

"Can I knock her out if she tries anything?" Alice asked, cocking an eyebrow with a smirk.

"That would get you evicted. At least promise me you'll try to behave." Claire sighed, despite the smirk on her own face.

"I'll try." Alice nodded, then blew Claire a kiss before ending the Skype call and quickly shoving her laptop into her bag and headed towards the main door to her apartment, only to find it standing firmly shut.

"Hmmm..." Alice knew the door swung outward, plus since she was inside, it was unlocked... It was being blocked.

Before T, she would've started to have a panic attack. Guaranteed. But now, with a clear head, she just smirked as her eyes glinted with a sharpness for a moment as a sudden thud sounded from the other side of the door and she calmly opened the door, finding a board of wood had been blocking her from leaving.

"Cute." Alice rolled her eyes as she locked the door behind herself and strolled upstairs, finding Sherry gawking at the thud from the board, peering around the corner of the living room. "Try that again and I'll shove it into your door out of your reach, you little shit."

"And where do you think you're going?" Her mother came whipping around the corner of the kitchen to see her with her bag over her shoulder.

"Claire wants to go out for a date. You don't have to wait up for me. I know your tricks... and I can pick locks." Alice didn't even look over her shoulder as she waved and walked out the front door, finding Chris already waiting at the end of the driveway with a smirk on his face.

"She said you had a surprise... Didn't expect this." Chris greeted her with a kiss as they got into his car and headed to their place to get Claire.

"Best part of the T trial, for sure." Alice smiled. "All my shit, gone. I have my whole head to myself, and it's permanent. Even my epilepsy is gone."

"T did this to you?" Chris didn't quite understand. "Wait, even the PTSD?"

"Gone!" Alice beamed at him in triumph. "And remember that thing with the batteries?"

"I do, of course." Chris nodded.

"I can control it now. Sherry tried to use a two by four to block my door from the outside, so I knocked it out of the way from inside my apartment and just walked out."

"So... what was the name you gave it again? Tele..."

"Telekinesis." Alice replied, holding up her hand with a pen floating a few inches above her palm. "It's so easy now that I have a cleared head. I guess when I was looking for the batteries I had just enough space in my brain to pull it off for like, what? five seconds?"

"And now you can do it whenever you want... So now that your head's finally yours..."

"No League tonight. Soon, I promise." Alice somehow knew what he was about to ask, still idly playing with the floating pen as they pulled the car into the driveway for Claire to hop into the back seat and grin at the display of controlled Telekinesis.

"I gotta ask, doesn't that give you a headache or something?" Claire asked as she put her seatbelt on and they went into the city. Chris clearly knew where Claire wanted to go, so Alice didn't even question it.

"Nope, there's so much free space up here that it wouldn't even matter." Alice tapped her temple with her free hand and smiled. "Got me a new CPU, and a new hard drive, yo!"

"How about your ears? Still ringing?" Chris asked, speaking slightly quieter than usual, and unfortunately Alice didn't quite catch it.

"Hm?"

"Your ears, are they still ringing?" Chris repeated at normal volume.

"Yeah, not too badly at the moment." Alice shrugged. "I mean, third day and all, we're not even halfway through the trial yet. Hopefully it's not permanent like my eyes and my head."

"Hey, I like the eyes! So fuckin' sexy!" Claire laughed. "But if you get any other cool changes, I'd totally have my way with you if your hair changed colour. Blonde does not go well with that blue at all."

"I could just dye my hair, y'know."

"Don't ruin my fantasy, I was enjoying that!" Claire pouted.

"I can't leave my girlfriend alone in her own head, it's not a fun experience. Believe me, I would know!" Alice laughed heartily, earning laughs from both of them as well.