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[He wakes up to orderlies strapping him down, and he's real confused and lost. He blinks sleep out of bright blue eyes, and he sees the feathers floating. The orderlies are talking, and the night doctor too, and Misha's just insisting loud that it ain't him that spread the feathers round. But they insist, and he's questioning himself by the end of a round of hydrotherapy that leaves him real shaken. Fine, he's spreading the feathers all over, he admits, just wanting them to stop. It's the last thing he recalls saying, and then he's sedated and locked in, and he won't be waking before morning any.]