Insanitarium Page #3

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be allowed down here, period.

You know what? Honestly,

l don't care what you do with me.

Why won't you let me

just f***ing die?

l can walk.

F***.

l saw you talking to that girl.

She knows you, doesn't she?

-Get away from me.

-No, get away from her.

Listen, come to my room tonight.

Turn out the lights

so you don't see my face.

Look, l don't want to, okay?

Who is she, Jack?

Are you f***ing her? Are you?

You better watch it.

They're using Heather

to see if you're a good receptor.

Receptor for what?

DNA hybrids, l--

Goddamn it, l shouldn't talk here.

They've got devices everywhere.

Even in the food.

lf anyone heard that,

l have bad DNA.

-Not good for hybridization.

-Very funny.

You know what? They laugh.

Everyone out there laughed.

But guess what, in here,

at least l can have my thoughts, okay?

Without all the looks.

Don't put that here.

-Enjoy the grub?

-l couldn't go last night.

She-- Henderson was working late.

l don't give a sh*t

what that b*tch was doing.

We had a deal.

Get the f***ing pills...

...or l file a report

and you go for a long walk upstairs.

No, no, no. l'll go tonight.

Good doggie.

What the f*** are you looking at,

retard?

No-- No-- Nothing.

Thought so.

What was that all about?

You're stealing pills for that a**hole?

You better f***ing keep that

to yourself.

Guess what. l see how you turn

your crazy on and off.

Guess we both have a secret now.

Pick that up.

l thought you forgot about me.

You don't wanna do that, Charles.

l'll tell them about us.

About what you've been doing

to me.

Who do you think

they're gonna believe?

Turn your face.

That thing makes me sick.

l'm sorry. l'm sorry.

l'm sorry.

Punctuality is a sign of respect.

We can't let one person

break the rules.

That wouldn't be fair, would it?

l am postponing your privileges

until you learn to observe regulations.

l cut my finger.

l think you'll live.

We were talking about families

and relationships...

...and since you decided

to keep us all waiting...

...why don't you start

the discussion?

No, no, no. l can't.

Not today, please.

Just make something up.

No one really gives a sh*t.

Heather, everyone participates.

That's how this works.

Why don't you begin by telling us

about your mother, Jack?

My mother--

She was sick a lot.

They said she had these things

in her brain...

...like tiny little scars,

and they tried to take them out.

You're doing very good, Jack.

Continue.

They kept operating on her,

cutting her open.

And my sister,

she couldn't go to the hospital.

She was too afraid of the doctors.

But my mother,

she was gone by then anyway.

She was a f***ing vegetable.

They killed her.

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