Now these, who know a little and would learn more, make use of him as a subject for experiments.
"That thing, who was once a man, can imagine himself a bird, or a fish, or an animal--or even an insensate graven stone--at their command.

When he is no more fit to be studied he will imagine himself to be a _mugger_, and will hurry into the tank with the other reptiles, and that will be the end of him.

Come." I felt like going mad that minute.

I sat down on the rock floor and held my head to make sure that I still had it.

I wanted to think of something that would give me back my grip on sanity and the good, clean concrete world outside; I don't think I could have done it if King had not seen and applied the solution.