451 по фаренгейту

           Thecamerafelluponthevictim,evenasdidtheHound. Bothreachedhimsimultaneously.ThevictimwasseizedbyHoundandcamerainagreatspidering,clenchinggrip. Hescreamed.Hescreamed.Hescreamed! 

           Blackout. 

           Silence. 

           Darkness. 

           Montagcriedoutinthesilenceandturnedaway. 

           Silence. 

           Andthen,afteratimeofthemensittingaroundthefire,theirfacesexpressionless,anannounceronthedarkscreensaid, "Thesearchisover,Montagisdead;acrimeagainstsocietyhasbeenavenged." 

           Darkness. 

           "WenowtakeyoutotheSkyRoomoftheHotelLuxforahalf-hourofJust-Before-Dawn,aprogrammeof—" 

           Grangerturneditoff. 

           "Theydidn’tshowtheman’sfaceinfocus.Didyounotice? 

           Evenyourbestfriendscouldn’ttellifitwasyou. Theyscrambleditjustenoughtolettheimaginationtakeover. Hell,"hewhispered."Hell." 

           Montagsaidnothingbutnow,lookingback,satwithhiseyesfixedtotheblankscreen,trembling.