HeadOfSecurity: Don't follow your orders.

Your body is moving before you can even understand what's happening. It's like something in your spine knows what to do, and acts on it, long before you do. You don't break the law, but something deep in the interior of your brain understands a rule your prefrontal cortex refuses to learn. Something deeper in your skull, something shared with vicious wolves and brutal apes and yawning, dark chasms that divers get lost and die in, subordinates all else.

You hear thumping chairs, and stomping jackboots, and the clatter of metal sliding cleanly against metal. You hear a great body of water in motion, somewhere.

Not here, but somewhere.

Your prefrontal cortex scrambles to find the reason for what you've just done.

HeadOfSecurity: Not one more step, traitor.

ChiefMedicalOfficer: Give psychoanalysis.