The bus rode them to the Juvie Red Rock Center of Lilly County. The warden and the guards of the facility were
dressed as maids in blue uniform, down to the apron. There was even a little kid in sailor uniform.
"Welcome to Red Rock Juvenile Center." said the warden, a robust senior woman.
"You have to be fucking with me." said Samuel without care of whoever heard him.
"I assure you, young master Payne." said the warden politely but without hiding her sarcasm. "This is no joke,
please follow young master Turner to orientation." said as the boy in the sailor suit came in front of them.
"Follow me." said the boy bluntly, walking three meters in front of them, of course each followed by one of
the guards.
"I didn't know juvies had bring your fucking brat to work." mocked Keith expecting laughter, but only getting
a few snickers from the group.
"They don't I'm a juvie like you." said the boy.
"What the fuck can a five year old do to be put here with us!" said almost insulted Samuel.
"Ok, fuckers let me say it just once. How old do you believe I am?"
"Turner!" called one of the guards.
"Sorry" continued Turner. "I'm 17, see." said lowering his trousers enough to reveal a patch of pubes. "Red
Rock Juvie is known under another name 'round here." said before the guards shove them into a white room.
"Now what?" said Keith.
Suddenly the lights turned red and a big humming sound came from the around the room. "What's this about?"
asked Maria.
A loud metallic thud was heard. Matt was out of his shackles. "Uh?"
"How did you do that?"
"I haven't -" before long another pair came loose, and then another.
"What's going on?"
"Eh? I haven't notice but they ran out of jumpsuits your size rice-dick?" asked Keith to Lee, who quickly took
the offense, but was distrated because his hand was being swallowed by the sleeve. But he wasn't the only one,
one by one they were swallowed inside their clothes.
Samuel was trapped inside a dark place, with only specks of light here and there, he found it difficult to
breath, and to move. Wherever he was it was at least soft, but that was good, since the 'ceiling' was
collapsing on top of him. He struggled to move away from where ever he was. But he had to crawl, he could feel
his entire skin and his member touch the same material, he knew it he was naked, in dark soft place. he saw
the light and as fast as he could he moved toward it.
"There you are." a loud and deep voice called, he felt being suddenly lift by a harder but warmer super
material, which was good since he was cold and blinded while his eyes adjusted to the light. And when they
did, he could have pissed his pants if he had them. He saw a gigantic Tuner holding him on the palm of his
hand, he couldn't be more than an inch tall. "Welcome to Liliput reformatory." said the sailor clothed boy.