A man walked in and picked up your cage, and took you into another room. A man and a woman were both sitting at a table, and their expressions turned malicious when the man walked in with you in their clutches. "Oh, a poisonous one? Those feathers'll make for some nice potion ingredients, maybe we could try a poison resistance one?" The man at the table said, and the woman nodded as she sipped coffee. The man carrying your cage placed it down and left. The woman got up and went to another corner of the room and started fishing through a bag, and pulled out a euthanasia needle...