From their vantage point overlooking the ocean, Xan and Xan receive a distress signal from their past self.
Helga Ritter retreated from Gianti Dincrind’s laboratory, furiously intent on combatting the Amanojuko enemy. Unable to control this trigger, she feels sudden rage, something an Amanojuko Lady rarely experiences. She knows exactly how to cauterise this pain. (For new readers, please note, Helga Ritter’s views do not reflect my own. When fighting monsters, it is essential to understand the mind of our enemy in any world, reality, or fiction. LGBTQI+ and disability rights are human rights and a high proportion of the protagonists in Unbound Boxes belong to or are allies of these communities.) Featured song is “The Lavender Song,” (Das Lila Lied) written by Mischa Spoliansky and Kurt Schwabach in 1920.
General Medani travelled away from the Prison of Souls, back on the submarine. From Antarctica, he materialised on a half-submerged mountain, Volcan Los Atlixcos, overlooking a distant ship in the Gulf of Mexico, 3992.
Gianti Dincrind has co developed a more resistant strain of the haernyarn virus, to administer into subjects onboard Asylum Ship One. She has been ordered to test these newly turned haernyarn on the biological weapons technology inside the cloned bodies of the Merek twins. (The Coast of Laguna, Mexico, 3992)
General Edith MehXian listens to her granddaughter’s conversation about past and future selves, Guild Masters, and Generals, sacrifice and protection.
After taking possession of the man who could not age, (Eric Mehmed) or rather his dead body, Gianti Dincrind has cloned his cells and the cells of his twin daughters Alexand and Heyem Merek, and his dead son Farokh so that she can find out a way of fixing the glitches in Amanojuko DNA. So far, she has had very little success. (This story is dedicated to Jinkx Monsoon, and all the queens of RuPaul’s Drag Race, who have lifted me up throughout the pandemic. “A little bit of love, goes a long, long way. Lifting you up to a brighter day.”) Thank you to everyone who has supported Unbound boxes for the past twelve years. It, along with my son, Sam is my reason to feel alive.