Таинственная история Билли Миллигана

           "Fortherecord,"heasked,"whoamItalkingto?"

           "Itsme,Billy-U.Stillunfused.I’msorry,butArthurandRagenarestillgone."

           "Noneedtoapologize,Billy."

           "Iwon’tbemuchhelp."

           "That’sokay.Wecantalk."

           Billynodded,buthelookedlistlessanddrained.

           AfterawhilethewritersuggestedtheyaskifhewouldbepermittedtotakeBillyoutforawalk.TheyfoundNormaDishong,whoagreed,aslongastheystayedonhospitalgrounds.

           Itwasabrightafternoon,andastheystrolledalong,thewriterurgedBillytowalktherouteDannyhadtakenthedayhewenttothecliff.

           Uncertainofthepath,butwithageneralsenseofthedirection,Billytriedtoreenactwhathadhappenedthatday,butitwasnouse.Hismemorywasvague.

           "There’saplaceIliketogowhenIwanttobealone,"hesaid."Let’sgooverthere."

           Astheywalked,thewriterasked,"What’shappeningtotheotherpeopleinyourheadwhenyou’reonlypartiallyfused?Whatsitlike?"

           ,"Ithinkit’schanging,"Billysaid."Whattheycall‘co-jconsciousness.’ItslikeI’mpiercingco-consciousnesswithsomeoftheotherpeople.Ithinkit’shappeninggradually.Idon’tthinkeverybodyhasco-consciousnesswitheverybodyelse,butthingsareopeningup.