Except for the clarity she retained, the experience reminded her of how she had felt under the influence of the heroin administered by NSA personnel, with addiction being the end result. She still knew right from wrong, but the part of her mind that made the decisions just didn’t care anymore. Worse, the hive-mind saw whatever she saw, heard whatever she heard, and, unless she did something to limit their control, would soon be able to command her to do whatever the Kasari wanted. And she would do it willingly.
