Таинственная история Билли Миллигана
Chapter 23
LockedinthestrongwardoftheLimaStateHospitalfortheCriminallyInsane,theunfusedBillyMilligancheckedoutapencilfromoneoftheattendantsandbegantowritethefirstofaseriesofletterstothewriter:
Suddenlyanattendant,steppingthroughthedoorway,belchedathreateningcommandtothepatientsofward22.
"AllrightyoustupidmotherfuckersletsclearoutthisGodDamndayhall.Moveit.NOW!"Pausingforanothergaspandtoadjustthejuicycigarstubhemumbled,"Whentheglassiscleanedupwe’llcalltpusassholes,butuntilthengetthefuckinyourrooms."
Glaringcoldlyatus,thesmallcrowdgotoutoftheirhardbackchairsandzombieddownthehalluntiltheclosingclanksofthebigirondoorsbegan.Theexpressionlessmenthatworedroolingtowelslikebibswalkedevenslowerbuttheburlyattendentshurriedthemwithastingingcrackofthewideleatherbelts,
allowingthemnodignitywhatsoever.Thorazine,Prolixion,Haldolandanyotherpsychotropicdrugonthemarketmaintainedandassuredobedienceofthestrictestkind,soitwasfedlikecandy.Nohumanity,butIalmostforgot.Wearenothuman.Clank!
EveryjointinmybodyseemedtostiffenandfreezeasIsteppedinclaustrophobicallyridden8by10roomandpulledthedoor.Clank.EdgingovertositonmybedisbecomingmoreofachorebutIdidadjustmyselfontheplasticmattress.
