" Ah yes, your belief that you're from a parallel world, an Earth whereyou worked for an organisation called...what was it again?" Many Worlds Inc. I ...as an assessor, tasked with investigating newlydiscovered parallels." What happened after the police arrested you?" I was taken to some sort of processing center, where they trained me inthe correct behaviour this society expects of a man, in how to besubservient to women, and the importance of displaying the properdeference and respect at all. Just fixing up his lips with a cherrygloss actually helped with the bad taste and then he took some gum fromhis pocketbook which helped even more.Fifteen minutes later he felt much better except for a lump and he walkedoutside the party room endlessly calling and texting his sister but to noavail. Back and forth in the lobby he paced constantly staring at the timebut it was not even ten p.m. yet and he figured she wouldn't be back untileleven when the party ended. Even going upstairs would be a. At the same time I’m reaching for Lillian’s raven hair because I’ve anticipated her reaction. It comes slower than I expected, which gives me time to slip the noose over her head and toss the free end of the rope up over the rafters in one easy motion. By the time the end flutters down Lillian’s reflexes have kicked into high gear and she’s practically frantic. But it’s too late because I’m pulling the rope so the noose tightens around her neck and she’s forced onto her feet, screeching, toward. For lack of a better term, my father was easy for me to manipulate. I was doing it now, shamelessly.“Father you know I have other interests, now.” Then I added, “Father I needed the time. I had to get away, I was in too much pain. Surely you can understand that.”Apparently not. “Son, you can’t escape your duties. How your grandfather put up with it, I don’t know, but he is dead now it’s time you returned to your responsibilities.” That was like another twist of the knife.Now was the time to.