Eventually, we'll bring you and your true desires into alignment. Won't that be nice?”Sean stood in stunned silence, unsure of what to say. He was s...ill trying to process the bizarre combination of sensations he was experiencing. His first visit to this office had indicated Lena was slightly unhinged, but even after that initial realization, he'd never expected treatments like these. She was viciously demanding and completely overwhelming, yet he couldn't deny the truth in the doctor's. Like feel excited about going to class. Or care to check her papers. Okay. So the teacher was a drone. He made everyone fall asleep with his monotonous nasal lectures. And when he wasn’t teaching he was nagging. Still, there was no excuse for her typos. That’s how an A grade paper ended up with an F. She looked at the F which summed up her f-ing life, and understood why Van Gogh had sliced off his ears. Life simply sucked. And if that was not all, nothing mattered anymore. Her husband of many. "A commendable effort to both the prisoner and the restraint team. What was that, number four in the playbook?"A sweet voice rings out from above me. "Yes, ma'am, basically a number four." Again, well done." Serena bends down to pat me lightly on the head. "Don't feel bad. Remember, they've been doing this for a long time. Even to each other, when they're bored." She straightens up. "Now bring in the restraint."Behind me I hear the swishing of steps. I follow the sound around to my left, where. DVDs and CDs neatly racked in flanking towers on eitherside. Game controllers competed for space on the coffee table withmagazines. Aside from his framed Star Wars movie poster hanging over thecouch, there was not a hint of decoration. Beyond the living room was adining room that never saw any use and a kitchen whose primary functionwas to hold the refrigerator and microwave oven. I knew Bob didn't knowhow to cook. Another factor that dictated his confirmed bachelor status.Bob sat in one of the.