The Uninvited

hands. Do they look a normal size to you?Or do they look like they belong on astinking kiddie troll?’He shoves his huge hands towards me,clenched into fists. I recoil. On a paralleltrack, I’m folding paper in my head. Ispeed it up, but I can’t do it fast enough toget the effect I need.I say, ‘They look a normal size. In factthey are on the large side.’‘On the large side, is that what youthink? Well think again man,’ he says withwhat seems to be contempt. ‘It made mefuck things up. I didn’t want to! Don’t yousee?’ He’s shouting now. ‘It’s in me! It’susing me like a puppet!’‘Sir, you should go,’ says Dr Aziz.‘What’s using you like a puppet?’ I ask,hesitating.