That'd been part of a coercion game that I understood. The new skullcap, including drugging me to fit it, was very different. They weren't treating me... as a human being but as one of their experimental animals, and I'd seen how those always ended up.After anger, my next emotion was fear. What was this new cap capable of? I could still think, my minds could still talk to each other, and I'd already tried a sight blob so my special abilities seemed okay, but maybe the baddies could stop me with. "We would probably have not been allowed to live through another transgression. Our boss has a very heavy hand when it comes to disobedience."Jimmy piped up, his small head doing the thinking again. "Well we'd be glad to take you anywhere you'd like to go. Do you have family somewhere?" he said, hoping beyond hope that they'd have nowhere to go. "No, we've never lived anywhere else. Can we just - stay with you? We'll help with the cleaning, and cooking and..." She let her sentence trail off as. ."Michael why are we going this way? It's much shorter round by the church." Sandra's voice was petulant. She had wanted to be home before dark. It wasn't that she was afraid but, she had to admit to herself, she had always felt more comfortable in the presence of people with bright lights all around."I know," Michael replied, "it's just that there's something I want to show you. It won't take long. Just a few minutes out of our way." Oh alright then," she said. She loved Mike deeply but. I reminded myself that I was so lucky to have him as my husband. I didn’t want to blow it. But then I acknowledged that part of me was craving something new and exciting, something a little dangerous. I tried to put the thoughts out of my mind. I had an enormous to-do list and reflecting on that shit wasn’t going to help. As I sat down to my computer, I realized I forgot my reading glasses on my nightstand. I walked into the bedroom, grabbed my glasses and tried to resist. But curiousity took.