"I found out he murdered people for fun when I was ten and found a woman locked in a trunk in our basement. I called the police, but when they got there, the girl in the box was gone. They found lots of other evidence, though, for the other twenty-three murders he committed. I never understood where she'd gone in the few hours between finding her and calling the police, until last year when I realized my father had been drugging me and it was probably... more like a few weeks. I still don't know how long, exactly. My memory of that time is still fragmented. But that did explain her magical disappearance," Malcolm tells her. "My father, meanwhile, has been living in a maximum security psychiatric facility for the last twenty years."