Road to the asylum
from here
“We take this over from now, lieutenant.” Two federal agents walked toward the interrogation room. They both were wearing dark suit and sunglasses and detective Messer just couldn’t get rid of the feeling that they came from the “Men in Black”.
“Snake Plissken’s under suspicion of homicide was committed in my district. We need his confession, agent…” The lieutenant realized that he did not get their name.
“Smith.” The agent nodded curtly and pointed to his partner. “And this is Jones.”
No, they are from the Matrix, detective Messer thought to himself as he followed his boss and the agents.
“Did he tell you anything?” Agent Smith asked the lieutenant.
“Nothing.” Lieutenant Taylor admitted reluctantly.
“I thought so.” Agent Smith nodded. “You couldn’t break him.”
“We should persuade him to cooperate.” The lieutenant tried.
“No. He will be taken back to the asylum from where he escaped.”
“Asylum? He did not look irresponsible, sir.”
“He is irresponsible, lieutenant. Didn’t he tell you about his family? That the government had them killed?” The lieutenant did not answer but his silence was enough for the agent. “See? He has split personality and his head is full of delusions that’s why he means danger for the society and even for himself.”
Again, the lieutenant did not answer. Somehow, he could even understand the feds. If they were right… but what if Snake was right? Lieutenant Taylor knew those insane asylums all too well. Even prisoners have their rights in a state founded on the rule of law. Snake Plissken - as a citizen of the United States - would have had the right to get a lawyer and a public trial. But the patients of an asylum had no rights. Everything was allowed to make them speak - or make them silent - in the name of medical science. Drugs, electric shock and all kind of things the lieutenant couldn’t even imagine. And he did not even want to as a matter of fact.
He’s guilty and a terrorist too, he reminded himself. But somehow, a tiny voice in his head whispered otherwise.
“We take this over from now, lieutenant.” Two federal agents walked toward the interrogation room. They both were wearing dark suit and sunglasses and detective Messer just couldn’t get rid of the feeling that they came from the “Men in Black”.
“Snake Plissken’s under suspicion of homicide was committed in my district. We need his confession, agent…” The lieutenant realized that he did not get their name.
“Smith.” The agent nodded curtly and pointed to his partner. “And this is Jones.”
No, they are from the Matrix, detective Messer thought to himself as he followed his boss and the agents.
“Did he tell you anything?” Agent Smith asked the lieutenant.
“Nothing.” Lieutenant Taylor admitted reluctantly.
“I thought so.” Agent Smith nodded. “You couldn’t break him.”
“We should persuade him to cooperate.” The lieutenant tried.
“No. He will be taken back to the asylum from where he escaped.”
“Asylum? He did not look irresponsible, sir.”
“He is irresponsible, lieutenant. Didn’t he tell you about his family? That the government had them killed?” The lieutenant did not answer but his silence was enough for the agent. “See? He has split personality and his head is full of delusions that’s why he means danger for the society and even for himself.”
Again, the lieutenant did not answer. Somehow, he could even understand the feds. If they were right… but what if Snake was right? Lieutenant Taylor knew those insane asylums all too well. Even prisoners have their rights in a state founded on the rule of law. Snake Plissken - as a citizen of the United States - would have had the right to get a lawyer and a public trial. But the patients of an asylum had no rights. Everything was allowed to make them speak - or make them silent - in the name of medical science. Drugs, electric shock and all kind of things the lieutenant couldn’t even imagine. And he did not even want to as a matter of fact.
He’s guilty and a terrorist too, he reminded himself. But somehow, a tiny voice in his head whispered otherwise.