She listened to the loop until her soul was a raw wire. Then they asked: "Do you love Big Brother?"
O'Brien laughed. It was a soft, terrible sound. "Take them both." Room 101 was not what Julia expected. She had heard the whispers—rats, spiders, drowning, the thing you fear most. She had prepared for rats. She hated rats. She had practiced the confession in her head a thousand times. Sandra Newman - Julia.pdf
A flicker. A tiny fracture in the china plate. Then Julia smiled. "I have no mother, comrade. Only the Party." She listened to the loop until her soul was a raw wire