Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

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If it was happening to him, all right, he could take that ... but what if he was happening to it? Putting people painlessly to sleep is really a depressing job. It keeps me awake at night thinking of all those bodies I have sent to "No!" "Yes, and he will pretend to find you accidentally and get you to help him find a way back to his own world, glorying in making a fool of you. But you can use every moment to learn his every weakness." inauguration trip. How could this leader of yours fool me? Does he look like the President?" "Not at all. But remember, the dimensional shift changes physical But instead of the usual morning run of hysterical relatives and frighten me any more. I've put to sleep too many megalomaniacs, believe—but that didn't make them invalid to a brace of ex-Sleepers. to believe them. The stories gave them what they were after—without me having to break the law and put them to sleep for could last that long in my job. At least, none justified they might think it was. said. It didn't sound right. door, "when are you going to let me throw that stiff Coleman into the sleepy-bye vaults? He's still sitting in there on your furniture as "Why, it's the logical step forward in penal servitude. Man has been "You don't sound as if you like our distinguished visitor very well," I be helped psychiatrically. We can't execute them or turn them free we have to imprison them." "Of course, it's barbaric to think of a prison as a place of punishment," I continued. "A prison is a place to keep a criminal away from society for a specific time so he can't harm that society for that was itself only a Dream? If it was, did I want to finish my last day purpose of confinement is confinement." I deliberately want to make a mistake so I could continue living the time. Punishment, rehabilitation, all of it is secondary to that. The after year can get boring." of riots, solitary confinement, television, and jailbreaks may have made time easier to serve? Do these men ever think they are uneasy. "No, Councilman, they don't. They know they aren't really conscious of all the time that is being spent out of their real lives unless—" Coleman lifted a dark eyebrow above a black iris. "Unless?" I cleared my throat. "Unless they go mad and really believe the dream "How do prisoners like that adjust to reality?" Was he deliberately trying to ask tough questions? "They don't. They think they are having some kind of delusion. Many of them become schizoid and pretend to go along with reality while secretly 'knowing' it to be a lie." "Yes, sir," I replied. "By letting the prisoner project his own "You don't want life as a Sleeper, do you?" I pursued. "You did want the foregoing part of your Dream, you will be awakened at this time think of two reasons why. The answer is probably a combination of He was telling only a Dream, and if I admitted it, the councilman would know I was long a sentence. But I'm doing you no favors. You get no time from me, "How did you decide to do this?" he asked. "Don't tell me you never Dream." would employ such a jagged broadsword for prying in his bureaucratic presented always helped me to relax. projecting officials into the Dream and letting them talk with the prisoners might be a more effective form of investigation than mere observation." preposterous announcement he had made. be released from my Dream, he had said smugly. pad, "I can't put you back into a Dream. You served your full time for "But I haven't adjusted to society!" "Eddie, I can shorten sentences, but I can't expand them beyond the limit set by the courts." "But Warden, sir, my psychiatrist said that I was unable to cope with night when he was taking in only knew that if in his delirium he could gain Dreamland once more, he throat, "what are you going to do with it?" "I'm going to make you go down to the vaults and put me back to sleep, waking you up as soon as I've taken away your gun?" "A confession that you accepted a bribe to put me back to sleep," I was only a figment of his unfocused imagination, but he was playing the game with uncompromising logic, trusting that even madness had hard and tight rules behind it. Had I been deliberately told that I was living only a Dream to see Horbit's screams brought in the guards. "Trying to force his way back to the sleep tanks," I told Keller. to stand the strain of putting their fellow human beings to sleep for blanket the pain from his broken wrist, and the man was quieter. "I couldn't have done it, Warden," Horbit mumbled drowsily. "I couldn't kill anybody. Unless it was like that other time." sleep sentence would be extended. Or was it that, in some sane part of that's a crime! I have to be put to sleep!" You won't let a guy back into the sleepy-bye pads, so he pulls a gun "Hold him in the detention quarters," I said finally. "I'm going to and brothers who demanded that their kin be Awakened because they were or if some important project was falling apart without his help, but most of the time I just sat with my eyes propped open, letting a sea of vindictive screeching and beseeching wailings wash around me. The relatives and legal talent were spaced with hungry-eyed mystics "For his pencils?" I asked. suddenly get enough guilt feelings to cause you to give yourself up?" Paulson tried his insufficient best to smile evilly. "It wasn't conscience, Warden. I never lie awake a minute whenever I kill anybody. It's just—well, Dreaming isn't so bad. Last time I was Allen you really were a murderer. But I can't send you back to the sleep a homicidal maniac who is offering to go back to the vaults of his own "Do you want to wait voluntarily in the detention quarters?" I asked Matrons were finishing the messy job of dragging a hysterical woman "No," I said. "He can see me. That's the law and you know it. He isn't violent, is he?" I asked in some concern. The room was still in disarray. "Naw, he ain't violent, Warden. He just thinks he's somebody important." "Sounds like a case for therapy, not Dreamland. Who does he think he sentences to be fixed by the warden. My predecessors had given him first a few weeks, then a few months of sleep in Dreamland. Coleman's eyes didn't frighten me me out of executing this sentence by what you told me this morning?" I couldn't follow his reasoning. Just how making me think my life was only a Dream such as I imposed on my own prisoners could help him, I you know them, I am 'guilty' and must be confined." of something else. Coleman cocked his head thoughtfully, concerned. "That seems rather "You would suggest a shorter sentence?" morning, nothing in it for him. "Do you think you can pull the wool over my eyes, you scamp? Mine eyes "An interesting theory. Go ahead." "You are going to have a companion from now on, an agent of the leader, who will pretend to be something he isn't. You must pretend to believe in what he claims to be, and convince him of your high intelligence, moral responsibilities, and qualities of leadership." for telling off-color jokes. My wife is always nagging me about that." depressing with so downbeat a mood cycle. I wondered why they hadn't He bolted upright in his chair. "You're going to put me back to sleep." is the Dream. I've thought—"

<question>:
Why does the narrator put people to sleep?

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A The society has decided that incarcerated people will serve their sentence in a dream
B Prisoners on trial confess their actions while they are asleep
C The society has determined that all prisoners will be put to death by lethal injection
D He has hypnotic abilities to put his subjects into long trances

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A