near buffalo – post industrial brick shell. strange bar in the middle of town that sells tots and slurries, as well as odd bottles of homebrewed things.
sybil is a young girl of a large family, impregnated at an early age. she has a special-needs daughter, and a family which is very strange – three brothers.
i meet them taking a road trip on conference. car breaks down, end up walking road. get into conversation with them about d&d, and the use of the nether. it seems that sybil and one (older) boy are a couple, but she later confides it is not so. sybil is met lying in the backseat of the car, and i note she is tall.
we take a ride back to the city (which somehow leads home) and she spends the night, never having told me about her daughter. though there is incredible connection, nothing physical happens.
take car back north – strange money is used to pay for things – currency uses odd-numbered demarcations. upon return, meet family, learn about daughter. blonde, curly hair, autistic.
mother is severe, but hides the fact that she is the real monster behind husband, who is more stereotypically abusive. he, however, is terrified of his wife. has dropping fits when over-agitated due to her intercession the one time he lifted a hand to her.
something about albino animals and cannibalism. white/cowardly lion, but that is not it -0 white deer? the jealous father of sybil’s child is her half brother – her mother slept with _her_ brother – genetic processing. autistic genes are needed to regain lost ship or conduit?
sybil wants to break free of the cycle, but doesn’t know how. she loves me, and tells me so, but sees no way out.