Коллекционер
Chapter 2
SoIcouldlookupandseethesky.Apalegreysky.Isawbirdsflyacross,pigeons,Ithink.Iheardoutsidesounds.ThisisthefirstproperdaylightI’veseenfortwomonths.Itlived.Itmademecry.
December6th
I’vebeenupforabathandwe’vebeenlookingattheroomIshalloccupy.Hehasdonesomethings.He’sgoingtoseeifhecan’tfindanantiqueWindsorchair.Idrewitforhim.
It’smademefeelhappy.
I’mrestless.Ican’twritehere.Ifeelhalf-escapedalready.
Thethingthatmademefeelhewasmorenormalwasthislittlebitofdialogue.
M.(wewerestandingintheroom)Whydon’tyoujustletmecomeandliveuphereasyourguest?IfIgaveyoumywordofhonour?
C.Iffiftypeoplecametome,realhonestrespectablepeople,andsworeblindyouwouldn’tescape,Iwouldn’ttrustthem.Iwouldn’ttrustthewholeworld.
M.Youcan’tgoallthroughlifetrustingnoone.
C.Youdon’tknowwhatbeingaloneis.
M.WhatdoyouthinkI’vebeentheselasttwomonths?
C.Ibetalotofpeoplethinkaboutyou.Missyou.ImightbedeadforallanyoneIknewevercared.
M.Youraunt.
C.Her.
(Therewasasilence.)
C.(hesuddenlyburstoutwithit)Youdon’tknowwhatyouare.You’reeverything.Igotnothingifyougo.
(Andtherewasagreatsilence.)
December7th
He’sboughtthechair.Hebroughtitdown.It’snice.Iwouldn’thaveitdownhere.Idon’twantanythingfromdownhere.Acompletechange.
TomorrowI’mgoingupstairsforgood.
