That’s the power granted me to put you in the box, which you won’t receive until you’re in the box and the lid is shut, cause that’s the way i... works,’ my doppelganger said with his final chortle of absolute and total victory. As the blue cloud of Used To Be Ron suddenly found itself flying into the box in reverse order to the clouds original exit from the box it screamed out, ‘How long were you in the box?’ ‘Five hundred years,’ came the gleeful reply. The lid began to close, filling the box. One of the twins was there and walked over to Yvette and me to ask. "What's happening?"Yvette snorted as I watched the screens. "Not much; our tunnel to the colony center is open now, but only two of the three barrier doors are operational. We're just watching to see if any problems occur until the final door closes," she said."Oh," was the twin's response. "We expecting?"I sighed. "We haven't heard from either Ruth or Manuel, and I'm sure they have noticed the fact that not all one hundred. ." I trailed off, afraid that I was starting to sound cheap."Do you know what everything is now-a-days, honey?" she said, a half-smile peaking through copper curls."Well, I was wondering about this Trades thing I've heard about", I said hesitantly. "The cab driver said you were the best", I added, trying to upgrade my image a little.At this her face lit up with a beautiful smile and she stepped towards me, breasts heaving, smiling and looking into my eyes. She reached down and started to stroke. When they entered the house, Kevin was sitting on the couch watching TV. He waved hello and grunted his greetings to them without looking away from the screen."Hey, Kevin! How 'ya doing, little guy?" Greg said loudly before taking a closer look at his young brother-in-law. "Wait a minute ... Let me take that back. Holy shit, have you grown up or what? Man! I guess I haven't seen you for a few months. I can't believe that's you!" Yeah, I guess. Anyway, I'm fine, thanks," Kevin replied. "Um ....