II.
The days were miserable. I was beaten almost every day but I could not confess until it became too much. But the beatings became less frequent and later, I was moved off into a room where I was strapped to a chair with various dials and O'Brien at my side. I knew this is where we would meet, the place with n darkness. O'Brien gave me a demonstration of the chair's electrical frequency. It was extremely painful but O'Brien said that was only at forty. It could and will go all the way up to one hundred if I don't cooperate. The questioning begins and I tell him what I think but he immediately says what I think is wrong and turns the dial. Finally, he asks what two plus two equals. I say four but he sends a jolt all over my body. He tells me whatever Big Brother believes is true and he believes two plus two equals five therefore, it is true. He repeatedly asks me the same question and no matter what I say is followed by a shock. I say four, it is wrong. I say five, he still shocks me because he knows I don't really think that. I want to believe that two plus two equals five but I am resistant. I simply cannot. I finally answer I don't know and he says that's better. He asks why they would bring me here. I answer to confess and to punish but I am wrong. He says it is to cure any person. But I don't want to be cured. We reach the point where I am able to ask him any question. I ask what is in Room 101. But he simply answers, "You know what is in Room 101." He motioned to the man in the white coat who stuck a needle in my arm and I fell into a deep sleep.
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