I am living in my house on Prescott Drive with a man. He is a conservative Christian and he is threatening. I am trapped there.I feel like I am living with a very conservative, very religious family, and they are like a cult. They will not let me escape.
He has a high-tech light-up mailbox.
Susie and Jake come to visit me. Jake rides a snowmobile. I try to get them to help me.
I tell them that this family has changed the "Art Department" to the "Department of Pictures." This seems to me to be a deeply condemning accusation and Susie should recognize how terrible they are.
I beg them for help. Susie gets me a key. But I still cannot escape. We try to crawl through some branches that are shaped in a tunnel.
Susie gives me a big wad of gum. Then she takes a go-cart and leaves.
I talk to my mother. She’s my mother in the family but she is not my real mother. She is smoking a cigarette and looking skeptical.
She sets me free.
Conformist.
