Dam, Mr Diligent, sat up in bed. He didn’t want what they had given him for breakfast. Not only was it lunch and dinner he thought it made him spread the disease. He looked aside at the other occupant in the next bed whom he’d never seen as they always wore a mask and often held their nose. Dam kept reading. Suddenly a voice boomed in his ear quite close:
“Stop looking at that woman in the magazine and eat your eggs!” Dam went bright pink he didn’t realise somebody was watching him. “Eat your scrambled eggs,” came the voice again.