1984 Orwell
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- BIG B
- We are the the dead,he said.We are the dead, echoed Julia dutifully.You are the dead,said an iron voice behind them. They spranged apart. Winston's entrails seemed to have turned into ice.You are dead,repeated the iron voice.It was behind the picture,breathed Julia.It was behind the picture,said the voice. Remain exactly where you are. Make no movement until you are ordered.
- It might be twenty-four hours since he had eaten, it might be thirty-six. He did not know, probalbly never would know, wheather it had been morning or evening when they arrested him. Since he was arrested he had not been fed.
- He did not know where he was. Presumably he was in the Ministry of Love; but there was no way of making certain.
- He was strapped into a chir surrounded by dials, under dazzling lights.
- Smith yelled a voice from the telescreen. 6079 Smith W! Hands out of pockets in the cells!
- Two gin-scented tears trickled down the sides of his nose. But it was all right, everything was all right, the struggle was finished. He had won the victory over himself. He loved Big Brother.
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