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Within a few seconds Mr. Hellion stops his resisting and sits tranquilly in his wheelchair. The old nurse smiles a smile filled with malice. Her favorite time in her miserable day of work was when she could subdue her screaming and irritating patients and create a quiet peacefulness. The nurse wheels Mr. Hellion out of his small room furnished only with a bed and down the dimly lit hallway. Several of the lights in the ceiling flicker forebodingly as the two make their way through the space.