A thirteenth stream of energy was released; however it did not split and interlace to create another string. The thirteenth stream formed a wide forma...ion underneath the twelve strings. The twelve strings shuddered and then one by one they began to interlace into one superior black string.The black string maintained its connection to the foreign force through its tail, and like the first durable string, shot at the Black Core.Nearly tearing the space of Zax's dantian in its flight, the black. You get up. Through the mist of your crushing thoughts, you manage a faint smile as you leave the pretty girl alone. Although she smiles back, it can't cover the concern written all over her face. Your brain tells you to stop, to seize the chance, to break free, to take the helping hand her eyes are offering you, yet its desperate pleading gets swallowed by the noise-canceling of your headphones, leaving you exposed to your heart's self-destructive craving.On the short walk, you register a. There was a reason for this. My amnesia affected me enough that I could not recall many names or faces. The interesting part is that I remember all of my lectures, notes, tests, class projects, and the games of football that we religiously played Sunday afternoons in the quad. The people though, disappeared, and the only thing that was in their place was memories of events. So I decided to start from scratch and in order to do so I needed to move. I wanted to move. The closer that I was to home. It was a good-sized walk-in closet and she scannedaround. Nothing seemed out of place and was about to leave when she sawit. "Jesse?"She saw the bare leg that was partially hidden by a long dress try andwithdraw further behind it. "Jesse, what are you doing in my closet? Youneed to come out right now!" She turned and went back into her room andsat on the bed. "If you aren't out here in 10 seconds, I'm yelling forMom."She heard a rustling of closet as her younger brother began extractinghimself.