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‘You can go inside in two minutes,’ the Senior Consultant says.
‘Am I really going in there?’
‘He’ll soon be completely harmless.’
Jurek is crawling on all fours, bloody slime drooling from his mouth. He sways and slows down until he finally slumps to the floor and lies still.
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Anders looks through the thick reinforced glass window in the door. Jurek Walter has been lying motionless on the floor for the last ten minutes. His body is limp in the wake of his cramps.
The Senior Consultant pulls out a key and puts it in the lock, then pauses and peers in through the window before unlocking the door.
‘Have fun,’ he says.
‘What do we do if he wakes up?’ Anders asks.
‘He mustn’t wake up.’
Brolin opens the door and Anders goes inside. The door closes behind him and the lock rattles. The isolation room smells of sweat, but of something else as well. A sharp smell of acetic acid. Jurek Walter is lying completely still, with just the slow pattern of his breathing visible across his back.
Anders keeps his distance from him even though he knows he’s fast asleep.