Таинственная история Билли Миллигана

           WiththemassofnothingnessIdecidedtousemyimaginationonthechippingpaintontheoppositewall.Icouldconjureupsilhouetteimagesformyownamusementandtrytoidentifythem.Today,onlyfaces,old,uglyandravageddemonicfacesseemedtohallucinatefromthechipsofanaginginstitution.ItwasscarybutIallowedit.Thewallwaslaughingatme.Ihatethatwall.Damnthatwall!Itwantstocomecloserandcloserandlaughharder.ThesweatfrommybrowwasstingingmyeyesbutIfoughttokeepthemopen.Ihavetoguardthatwall,orthatloudlaughingwallwillmoveinonme,invademe,crushme.Iwillstayfrozenandguardthedamnloudlaughingwall.410mendeclaredcriminallyinsaneshadowtheendlesshallsofthisGodforgottenpit.IgrowangryatthefactthattheStatehadthegalltocallthisplaceahospital.LimaStateHospital.Clank!

           SilencefelloverWard22exceptthetinklingandsweepingofthebrokenwindow.Someonesmashedasmallwindowinthedayhallwherewesitagainstthewallinhard,thickwoodenchairs.Yousit,youmaysmoke.Youdonottalk,youhavebothfeetonthefloor,orlifewillgetveryhardonyou.Whobrokeawindow?Nowtheattendantswillbeinabitchymoodbecausetheircardgamewasinterruptedandonewillbeorderedtostayinthedayroomiftheywillletusoutofourlittleboxes.

           —Icouldhearnothing,dazedinmytrance-likestupor.Mybodywasnumbandhollow.Thedamnloudlaughingwallstoppedlaughing.Thewallwasawallandthechipswerechips.