“No,” Danny moaned. “No tubes … no hose.”

Rupe guessed what Danny was thinking. He had told Rupe of an incident with a hosepipe being shoved up his rear end.

“Well, I’m going to do it,” the doctor said. “Whether you »like it or not, it’s going to be done.”

Rupe saw the switch.

Ragen sat up^quickly, completely alert. “Listen,” he said. “I do not allow two-bit doctor vorking his vay through medical school practice on me.”

The doctor took a step back, his face suddenly pale. He turned and walked out of the room. “Fuck him,” he said. “I don’t care if the sonofebitch dies.”

Rupe heard him phone Dr. Caul a few minutes later, explaining what had happened. Then the doctor came back, less nasty and mouthy, and had one of the nurses bring a double dose of ipecac to make Milligan vomit. Ragen left, and Danny came back.

When Danny threw up, the doctor had the vomit checked. No signs of medication.

Rupe rode back with Danny in the ambulance. It was two o’clock in the morning, and Danny was quiet and confused. All he wanted to do was sleep.

The next day the therapy team informed Billy that they had decided to transfer him to Ward 5—the men s locked ward. He didn’t understand why. He knew nothing about the alleged overdose or the trip with Mike Rupe to the hospital. As several strange male attendants started through his door, Ragen jumped up on the bed, smashed a drinking glass against the wall and held up the sharp edge. “Do not approach!” he warned them.

Norma Dishong ran to the phone and called for help. Seconds later, the words “Code Green” reverberated over the loudspeaker.

Dr. Caul came to the doorway and saw the tense expression, heard the voice of an angry Ragen: “I have not broken bones in long time. Come, Dr. Caul. You are first.”

“Why are you doing this, Ragen?”

“You have betrayed Billy. Everyone here has betrayed him.”

“That’s not true. You know all these problems are because of the Dispatch articles.”

“I vill not go to Vard Five.”

“You’ll have to go, Ragen. It’s out of my hands. It’s now a security matter.” He shook his head sadly and walked away.

Three guards, holding a mattress in front of them, rushed Ragen, pinning him to the wall. Three others pushed him, face down, on the bed, holding his arms and legs. Arthur stopped Ragen. Nurse Pat Perry heard Danny scream, “Don’t rape me!”

Arthur saw another nurse with a hypo and heard her say, “A shot of Thorazine will stop him.”

“Not Thorazine!” Arthur shouted, but it was too late. He had heard Dr. Wilbur say that antipsychotic drugs were bad for multiple personalities and caused worse splitting. He tried slowing the flow of blood to keep the Thorazine from going to his brain. Then he felt himself being lifted by six pairs of hands and dragged out of his room, down into the elevator, out onto the second floor and Ward 5. He saw curious faces peering into >his. Someone stuck out his tongue. Someone talked to a wall. Someone urinated on the floor. The smell of vomit and feces was overwhelming.