Briefing for a Descent Into Hell - Doris May Lessing [3]
PATIENT: Hours?
NURSE: I’ve been on duty since eight, and every time I drop in to see you, you are going round and round.
PATIENT: The duty watch.
NURSE: Around and around what? Where? There now, turn over.
PATIENT: It’s very hot. I’m not far away from the Equator.
NURSE: You’re still on the raft then?
PATIENT: You aren’t!
NURSE: I can’t say that I am.
PATIENT: Then how can you be talking to me?
NURSE: Do try to lie easy. We don’t want you to get so terribly tired. We’re worried about you, do you know that?
PATIENT: Well, it is in your hands, isn’t it?
NURSE: My hands? How is that?
PATIENT: You. You said We. I know that We. It is the categorical collective. It would be so easy for you to do it.
NURSE: But what do you want me to do?
PATIENT: You as we. Not you as you. Lift me, lift me, lift me. It must be easy enough for you. Obviously. Just use your—force, or whatever it is. Blast me there.
NURSE: Where to?
PATIENT: You know very well. Tip me South with your white wing.
NURSE: My white wing! I like the sound of that.
PATIENT: You can’t be one of them. If you were, you’d know. You are tricking me.
NURSE: I’m sorry that you think that.
PATIENT: Or perhaps you’re testing me. Yes, that’s a possibility.
NURSE: Perhaps that is it.
PATIENT: It’s just a question of getting out of the North Equatorial Current into the South Equatorial Current, from clockwise to anticlockwise. The wise anticlocks.
NURSE: I see.
PATIENT: Well, why don’t you?
NURSE: I don’t know how.
PATIENT: Is it a question of some sort of a password? Who was that man who was here yesterday?
NURSE: Do you mean Doctor Y? He was in to see you.
PATIENT: He’s behind this. He knows. A very kindly contumacious man.
NURSE: He’s kind. But I wouldn’t say contumacious.
PATIENT: I say it, so why shouldn’t you?
NURSE: And Doctor X was in the day before that.
PATIENT: I don’t remember any Doctor X.
NURSE: Doctor X will be in later this afternoon.
PATIENT: In what?
NURSE: Do try and lie still. Try and sleep.
PATIENT: If I do, I’m dead and done for. Surely you must know that, or you aren’t a maid mariner.
NURSE: I’m Alice Kincaid. I told you that before. Do you remember? The night you came in?
PATIENT: Whatever your name, if you sleep you die.
NURSE: Well, never mind, hush. There, poor thing, you are in a state. Just lie and—there, there. Shhhhh, hush. No, lie still. Shhh … there, that’s it, that’s it, sleep. Sleeeeeeeep. Sle-e-ep.
Patient distressed, fatigued, anxious, deluded, hallucinated.
Try Tofronil? Marplan? Tryptizol? Either that or Shock.
DOCTOR X. 21ST AUGUST.
DOCTOR Y: Well now, nurse tells me you are Sinbad today?
PATIENT: Sin bad. Sin bad. Bad sin.
DOCTOR Y: Tell me about it? What’s it all about?
PATIENT: I’m not telling you.
DOCTOR Y: Why not?
PATIENT: You aren’t one of Them.
DOCTOR Y: Who?
PATIENT: The Big Ones.
DOCTOR Y: No, I’m just an ordinary sort of size, I’m afraid.
PATIENT: Why are you afraid?
DOCTOR Y: Who are they, The Big Ones?
PATIENT: There were giants in those days.
DOCTOR Y: Would you tell them?
PATIENT: I wouldn’t need to tell them.
DOCTOR Y: They know already?
PATIENT: Of course.
DOCTOR Y: I see. Well, would you tell Doctor X?
PATIENT: Who is Doctor X?
DOCTOR Y: He was in yesterday.
PATIENT: In and Out. In and Out. In and Out.
DOCTOR Y: We think it would help if you talked to someone. If I’m no use to you, there’s Doctor X, if you like him better.
PATIENT: Like? Like what? I don’t know him. I don’t see him.
DOCTOR Y: Do you see me?
PATIENT: Of course. Because you are there.
DOCTOR Y: And Doctor X isn’t here?
PATIENT: I keep telling you, I don’t know who you mean.
DOCTOR Y: Very well then. How about Nurse? Would you like to talk to her? We think you should try and talk. You see, we must find out more about you. You could help if you talked. But try to talk more clearly and slowly, so that we can hear you properly.
PATIENT: Are you the secret police?
DOCTOR Y: No. I’m a doctor. This is the Central Intake Hospital. You have been here nearly a week. You can’t tell us your