Barnaby mentally filed away the name for future reference, but made no comment on it. After all, there was little use in stating the obvious fact that the staff refused to use their real names.

"I'm afraid so," he dryly answered. "You'll get used to hearing it soon enough."

Almost every daytime activity seemed to focus on social rehabilitation (whether necessary or not) or some other inane therapeutic treatment, like planting flowers or drawing pictures. The happy environment, however, was marred anytime a "problem patient" lashed out at the staff, only to be quickly sedated and sometimes even confined.

Quack medicine at its finest, but that was hardly surprising.