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The glow from the hall sconces spilled only a short distance into the room. Hazard couldn’t see much.When he stepped across the threshold and flipped up the wall switch, a nightstand lamp came on. For a moment he thought the man in the bed, had been afforded none of the tenderness due a patient but all the brutality that could be rained upon a prisoner by a demented jailer.Both windows had been boarded over and sealed with caulking to keep out daylight and to hold in all sound.On the floor in one corner were tumbled chains and handcuffs and ankle shackles. Surely these bonds were from the early days of the imprisonment, when the man in the bed had been strong enough to require restraints.less than half concealed by a sheet, must be a corpse.[550] Then the bloodshot eyes, which were fixed on him in pitiful appeal, blinked.Hazard had never before seen firsthand a living human being in such wretched condition as this. Here was what the starved slave laborers in concentration camps looked like when, at last worked to death, they were tumbled into raw graves.In spite of the IV rack and catheter-fed urine jar, Hazard knew at once that in this situation Professor Laputa was not a caregiver tending to a family member. The man in the bed