Таинственная история Билли Миллигана

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           ThateveningTommywassittingonhisbunkwonderingwhohadgottenhimintothisandwhyhewashere.Hedidn’tgiveashitaboutmeritsandrulesandzones.Assoonashegotthechance,hewasbustingout.He/hadn’tbeenonthespotcomingin,sohedidn’tknowthewayout,buthenoticedtherewasnobarbedwireorwallsaroundthecamp,justwoods.Itshouldn’tbehardtogetaway.

           Ashepassedthemesshall,hesmelledgoodcooking.Hell,nosensejumpingintothefireuntilheknewwhatwasinthefryingpan.

           Oneoftheothernewboysinzone1wasalittleladwithglasseswhocouldn’thavebeenmorethanfourteenorfifteen.Tommyhadnoticedhimintheline-up,wonderingifhe’dblowoverinabreeze.Hewasstrugglingundertheweightofhismattressandbeddingwhenatallguywithlonghairandweightlifter’smusclestrippedhim.Thekidbouncedbackupfromthegroundandbuttedthebigguyrightinthestomach,knockinghimover.

           Muscleboundlookedupsurprisedatthekidstandingoverhimwithhistinyfistsclenched."Okay,youlittleprick,"Muscleboundsaid."Hey!"

           "Stuffitupyourass!"theboysaid.

           "Hey,coolit!"thebigguysnapped,gettingupandbrushinghimselfoff.

           Thelittlekidhadtearsinhiseyes."C’monandfight,youbigbastard.