Sirius had already been slapped twice for trying
to run. The orderlies informed him that he would
be bound and dragged to the medical wing if
necessary. Sirius didn't want that, so he went
along with them, eyes wide as they studied and
attempted to memorize his surroundings. He'd
escape soon. He had nowhere to go, but Sirius
knew he wouldn't and couldn't stay here.
The medical wing was more of a medium-sized
room crammed with beds-- half of which were
occupied-- than a wing. The hospital wing at
Hogwarts was much better, but everything was
better at Hogwarts. Sirius was pulled over to an
empty cot, shoved onto the mattress, and
ordered to strip. He earned himself another slap
for disobedience, and that snapped him into
attention. He removed his nice suit, socks, and
shoes, but they let him keep his underwear.
They clamped a plastic manacle onto his left
wrist, attaching him to the bed. and then left
him alone, surrounded by sedated sleepers.