I’m the only one in control now, but I can feel her testing my defenses. Not only is Trish relentlessly daring, she’s cunning as hell. And now, sh...’s pissed off. All it will take is one slip-up by me, one missed dose, one missed session, and Trish will be out of the box. This is the story of Trish coming out of that fucking box. CHAPTER ONE: THE SKITZO, THE WITCH, AND THE WARDROBEYeah, Ally’s a witch. I didn’t mention that in the prologue, because a skitzo boy with a self-mutilating. I was glad whenJanet returned, so that I could go back to being Paul.I wasn't glad for very long. Jack started doing some heavyscale altering of my body. Making me taller, shorter,skinnier and fatter. Even altering individual parts of mybody. Distorting me, making me appear to be other thanhuman. This went on for several weeks until Janet told himto stop.He performed one final alteration on me, and then said heneeded to recover from all the alterations he had beenperforming. That he wasn't. It was an excellent way to start the day.It was a busy day as they ferried staff and animals to their new homes.Jim and Magda had found two Burgis couples that they said would look after Lee’s building projects and hydroponics’ under Tony’s guidance. Haf had found a Prol couple and their three children they still had at home to take over the kitchens. One of the Pix families of five who worked as cleaners in Futura was happy to relocate as well.Jim, Qu and the boys quickly altered one of the. Rockets fired in his synapses, stars spun in his occipitals. I'm gonna die! he thought. Die! His mouth, despite the uncomfortably constricting ballgag, stretched intoa wild and widening grin. "They want . . . strangulation," whispereda voice at his ear. "Strangulation," whispered the other. "At the climax." "Climax." "They paid for it." "Paid." "And we . . . ." "Always deliver, baby." Something was wrong with the words. Aaron was sure of it. But he couldn'tquite figure out what. .