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You are not I.

No one but me could possibly be.

I know that.

And I know where I have been...

and what I have done.

Ever since yesterday...

when I walked out the gate during the accident.

Okay, go, go!

You gotta move right, you gotta move right.

Of course.

This is just a man's world.

If something real should happen,

they would stop soon.

I always hated cars.

Hated to see them go by down there.

Hated to see them disappear

way off up the valley toward the next town.

Made me angry to think,

all those people,

moving from one place to another.

Without any right to.

Whoever said to them,

you may go and drive your car this morning to Clifton?

You may drive wherever you want.

No one.

I know that.

I know there is no chief

that says things like that to people.

But it makes it pleasanter for me...

when I imagine such a person does exist.

Perhaps it would be...

only a tremendous voice.

Speaking over public address systems

set-up in all the streets.

What are you doing? Are you crazy?

My sister isn't dead!

She's dead.

She's dead.

She's dead.

It seemed to me...

that life outside

was like life inside.

There's always somebody to stop people

from doing what they wanted to do.

That was just the opposite

of what I had felt when I was still inside.

Perhaps, what we want to do is wrong...

but why should they always be the ones to decide?

For once,

I would decide what was right...

and do it.

I managed to countthe gas stations along the way.

And I found...

there's one more of them

than I remembered.

All they had asked me was my address.

And I gave my sisters address...

because its only a half hour's drive.

Besides...

I stayed with her for quite awhile

before I went away.

But that was years ago.

I think.

The woman next to me must have been a foreigner.

She was moaning like a baby.

And there was not a drop of blood on her

that I could see, anywhere.

Are you sure she's all right?

They... they looked at her all over at the hospital.

It's just talk. She'll be okay.

But...

She don't look well yet to me.

Ah, she'll be all right.

Just don't let her get excited.

Well, that's what they...

that's what they always said!

She just does!

Lady, she ain't hurt at all.

Hurt?

All I can feel...

that something is about to happen.

And when I do,

I stay perfectly still...

and let it go ahead.

There's no use wondering about it

or trying to stop it.

At this time,

I had no particular feeling

that a special event was about to come out,

but I did feel...

that I would be more likely to do the right thing

if I waited and let my sister act first.

Right away I saw,she had the whole thing rebuilt,

only backwards.

There's always a living room,

and a kitchen,

and now it was on the left.

The back door

was now at the right end of the porch.

She had even switchedthe stairs and fireplace around

into each others places.

The furniture was the same...

but each piece had been put into the position

exactly opposite to the way it had been before.

I decided to say nothing

and let her do the explaining if she felt like it.

It occurred to me...

that it must have cost herevery cent she had in the bank.

And still, it looked exactly the same

as it had been when she began.

I kept my mouth shut.

But I could not help walking around

with a good deal of curiosity...

to see if she had carried out the reversal in every detail.

Sit down, Ethel.

I've got something to do.

I'll be right back.

I knew already where she was going.

She was afraid of me...

and she wanted Mrs. Jelinek to come over.

Oh, well, well, well, old time.

They were supposed to keep her.

I don't know.

I thought so too, but...

That man, that man kept saying she'll be all right.

-She looks just the same. -Sure.

Well, I'm not going to put up with it any longer.

I need to tell Dr. Dunne just what I think of him.

Call the home.

I surely will.

I'll go see if Kate's in. You stay here.

She meant Mrs. Schultz,

who lives on the other side and has a telephone.

I did not even look up when she went out.

I have made a big decision.

And that was...

to stay right in the house

and under no condition,let myself be taken back there.

I knew it would be difficult,

but I had a plan I knew would work

if I used all my willpower.

I have great willpower.

The first important thing to do...

was to go on keeping quiet.

Not to speak a word

that might break the spell I was starting to work.

I knew I would have to concentrate deeply,

but that is easy for me.

I knew it was going to be a battle

between my sister and me.

But I was confident

that my force of character and superior education,

had fitted me for just such a battle,

and that I could win it.

All I had to do...

was to keep insisting inside myself,

and things would happen

the way I willed.

This way,

I would have what I wanted.

"No one can stop you,"

I thought.

I called Dr. Dunne,

and I couldn't say that she was released.

Well..

He told me to hold on to her by all means,

because...

she wasn't discharged at all.

Somehow got out.

Take it easy, Miss Ethel.

I knew she would give me no trouble.

Mrs. Jelinek...

and Mrs. Schultz,

would not go any further than my sister told them to.

And she, herself, was terrified of me.

Although, I've never done her any harm.

She had always been convinced

that someday I would.

It may be...

that she knew now, what I was about to do to her,

but I doubt it,

or she would have ran away from the house.

When are they coming?

As soon as they can get here.

I see where they have rescued those flood victims.

Uh, remember the radio?

Huh.

The house was very ugly,

but I was already getting ideas for making it look better.

I have excellent taste in decoration.

I tried not to think about those things...

and said, over and over, inside my head...

..."Make it work"

I could have laughed out loud...

when I thought of what they were really waiting to see.

If they had only known it.

Where is she?

Well, hello.

To wonder, you couldn't be more careful.

When they get out like that,

how do you know what they're gonna do?

You want to come with us?

Somebody wants to see you.

- Want to help me? - Aw, geez.

I felt that my front teeth were broken.

I could taste blood on my lips.

I thought I was going to faint.

I put my hand to my mouth,

and I knew...

that this was the turning point.

I shut my eyes very hard.

When I opened them,

everything was different.

And I knew I had won.

For a moment,

I could not see very clearly.

But even during that moment,

I saw myself, sitting on the sofa.

As my vision cleared...

I saw that the men were holding my sisters arms

and she was putting up a terrific struggle.

No!

No! Don't!

No.

My sister was yelling and screaming in the car.

No, no.

No!

No, stop.

As they left the city limits,

she stopped...

and began to cry.

All the same.

She was really counting the service stations

along the road, on the way back to the home,

and she found

there was one more of them than she thought.

When they came to the great cross,

near the spot where the accident had happened,

she looked out...

but the car was over the track

before she realized she was looking at the wrong side.

Driving through the gate,

she really broke down.

They kept promising her ice cream for dinner

but she knew better than to believe them.

As she walked throughthe main door, between two men,

she stopped on a threshold.

Took out one of the stones from her coat pocket

and put it into her mouth.

She tried to swallow it, but it choked her,

and they rushed her down the hall

and made her give it up.

The strange thing,

now that I think about it,

was that no one realized she was not I.

They put her to bed and by morning,

she no longer felt like crying.

She was too tired.

It's the middle of the afternoon

and raining torrents.

She's sitting on her bed.

The very one I used to have in the home.

Writing all this down on paper.

She never would have thought of doing that

up until yesterday,

but now she thinks she has become me,

and so she does everything I used to do.

The house is very quiet.

I am still in the living room.

Sitting on the sofa.

I could walk upstairs

and look into her bedroom. If I wanted to,

but it was such a long time since I've been up there

and I no longer know how the rooms are arranged.

So I prefer to stay down here.

If I look up...

I can see the stair window of colored glass.

Over the stairs, purple and orange.

An hourglass design.

Only the light never comes in very much.

Yes, the house next door is so close.

Besides...

the rain's coming down hard here too.