The Pedestrian
نص القصة المصورة
- Abnormal walking
- Silence in the air
- Cloverleaf Intersection
- To enter out into that silence that was thecity at eight o'clock of a misty evening in November,to put your feet upon that buckling concrete walk, tostep over grassy seams and make your way, hands inpockets, through the silences, that was what Mr.Leonard Mead most dearly loved to do.
- Robot Police!
- Stand still. Stay where you are! Don'tmove!
- The street was silent and long and empty,with only his shadow moving like the shadow of ahawk in midcountry.
- Anunusuality
- Leonard Mead
- Your name?
- He came to a cloverleaf intersection whichstood silent where two main highways crossed thetown.
- Regressive Tendencies
- Where are you taking me?
- He was within a block of hisdestination when the lone car turned a corner quitesuddenly and flashed a fierce white cone of lightupon him. He stood entranced, not unlike a nightmoth, stunned by the illumination, and then drawntoward it.
- The light held him fixed, like amuseum specimen, needle thrust through chest.
- He put his hand to the door and peered intothe back seat, which was a little cell, a little black jailwith bars. It smelled of riveted steel. It smelled ofharsh antiseptic; it smelled too clean and hard andmetallic.
- We are going to thePsychiatric Center for Research onRegressive Tendencies.
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