We wandered the hallways, staring into individual rooms and periodically shuddering at the occupants. The guides voice droned on without inflection describing the different causes for their incarceration; rebelliousness, uncleanliness, voices and worst of all promiscuity. Now and then, there was a slight rise in his voice when he described the cures, especially for the promiscuous woman kept tied in darkened rooms.
Through the iron door and into the dayroom, the only room with windows the guide led us, the last part of the lunatic tour. Here sat those who had taken the barbaric cures and were ready to be asked our questions. The women in the room lifted their heads and stared, some with mild curiosity but most with blankness a dark countenance.
Some of us could not stop our gasps, others giggled at what we had seen. Our schadenfreude unquenchable in the face of such pain.
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