Chapter 28:

Four didn't like taking pills more than anyone else. In fact, he probably hated it more than anyone in the world. But it was hard to resist. He was too tired to resist. He had exhausted his attempts at the beginning. He felt like a dog who had been bursting with energy when he was a young pup, but he had now grown into an old, lazy adult. He was too tired to fight. He might be strong enough to resist again, but he didn't see that at all in the remote future. He seemed happy, he even felt happy sometimes, but he knew it was the medication.

Four didn't like being drugged more than anyone else. In fact, he probably hated it more than anyone in the world. But it was hard to resist. He was too tired to resist. He was too tired to fight. He seemed happy, he even felt happy sometimes, but he knew it was the medication.

Four didn't like being a zombie without any independent thoughts, without a personality, without an identity more than anyone else. But he was too tired to resist. Too fucking tired.