Why you can't leave the Island

"We are LAB RATS! You know, specimins in a petri dish! Apples in the hands of an horticulturist and bovine in the hands of animalhusbands!" "Huh?"

"Never mind," said Alicia. "THIS is our home, you *new* home. And if you try to leave, well, there are...things that will get you before you hit the sands of the beach." "Things," repeated Fred wondering what she meant.

"Yeah," she replied. "Big and burly, strong than an ox and singleminded. All they do is eat, and fox-meat is high on their list of edibles. You try and swim off this island, or even make some sorta raft to get off it and the...things will get you and eat you all up!" "What in the world are you talking about? You talk like there are goblins or orcs on this island!"

"As a matter of fact," said a voice from behind. "There are."

1. Fred whirled to see another morph picking his teeth with a twig.....
2. Alicia then introduced Fred to Conrad, a leader among the morphs....

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