Chapter Thirteen
The chapter opens with June lamenting the endless, purposeless hours imposed on Handmaids in the repurposed gymnasium (entity‑1). She compares the boredom to historic harems and to laboratory animals given meaningless tasks, and longs for a cigarette and a craft to occupy her hands. Aunt Lydia (entity‑11) orders a repetitive stretching routine—arms at sides, pelvis lift, counted breathing—conducted in the former Domestic‑Science room, now a quiet exercise space. Later the Aunts schedule a daily “rest” between 3 p.m. and 4 p.m., which June later recognises as conditioning to tolerate idle time.
Moira (entity‑9) is brought into the gymnasium by Aunt Sara (entity‑2) and Aunt Elizabeth (entity‑3) while the Handmaids nap. She arrives in jeans and a blue sweatshirt, with a bruised left cheek, is stripped, given a red Handmaid dress, and examined. For several days June and Moora exchange only glances. On the fourth day they arrange a secret conversation in the former boys’ washroom: “End stall, two‑thirty.” The washroom still has urinals that remind June of “babies’ coffins.” A lock‑less wooden stall contains a small hole near waist height, known to all Handmaids. June peers through, finds two red shoes, and whispers, “Moira?” receiving a relieved reply. They share a brief moment of relief and a mutual craving for a cigarette.
During the weekly “Testifying” session Aunt Helena (a new Aunt) leads the class. Janine (entity‑7) recounts a story of being gang‑raped at fourteen and having an abortion, repeating it each week. The class chants “Her fault, her fault… Teach her a lesson,” while Aunt Lydia praises Janine as an “example.” The ritual forces Handmaids to compete in suffering and betray empathy.
Dolores (entity‑8) had wet the floor the previous week; two Aunts hauled her away. Her nocturnal moaning is heard by the others, prompting whispered speculation about her fate and heightening fear.
June then reflects on the exposed male bodies in the urinals, the badge flashes of Guardians (entity‑15), and the way surveillance reinforces ownership. She turns inward, describing her monthly fertility monitoring as a looming red moon; failure feels like personal defeat. She visualises her body as a pear‑shaped cloud with a glowing red core, a dark interior studded with pinpoints of light, and the recurring dread of an empty, red‑tinged moon.
The narrative shifts into a surreal dream. June finds herself in an empty apartment, searching through a cupboard full of unfamiliar clothes. Luke appears silently with a cat; the apartment is barren. She then runs with a child through bracken, giving the child a pill to keep quiet, hearing sharp, crisp “shots” behind them. She shields the child, whispers “Quiet,” sees a red leaf, and experiences a fleeting, beautiful vision of a candle‑lit tree and sleigh‑bells. The dream culminates as Cora (entity‑13) knocks on her door, pulling June back to the present. She sits up on the braided rug, wipes her wet face, and registers Cora’s knock as the only concrete sound amid the turmoil.
Overall, the chapter juxtaposes enforced boredom and ritualised exercise with hidden acts of rebellion (the washroom whisper, the desire for a cigarette) and illustrates how the Handmaids’ bodies are simultaneously surveilled instruments of the regime and focal points of personal, internal resistance.