We had bonded closely as friends. I took her to her room, made her lie on the bed. Took off her shoes and covered her with blanket. I sat next to her ...nd chatted to her for some time comforting her and trying to make her forget about the pain.After some time, i said good night and started to leave for my room. Just then she turned on her side. But as soon as she turned, she felt acute pain in her back and i a little “aaah” from her. I turned around towards her.Me: “what happened?”.She didn’t. “Want to come over tonight, my mom’s hitting the bar with some friends?” I asked as our lips parted.“Sure,” she said as she gave me a little smile and walked away.As I reached the car Jessica asked me “So, I guess she is coming over tonight since moms going to the bar?”“Yeah she is, but it’s none of your business,” I said a tad irritated.“Fine just don’t be too loud, I want to sleep,” she said with smile.“We will do our best,” I said with a smirk, and that was the end of it.That night around. There were three things that saved me: my guitar, my youth group, and summer camp. I also developed an interesting quirk: recycling. This will be explained later on and you'll see what I mean.Guitar: When I was 14, I started learning to play guitar. I began with a junky 6 string that served me well and at 16 bought the Yamaha 12 string guitar that remains with me to this day. The Yamaha was bought in New York City. I went into the City BY MYSELF! At the time, this was a very big deal for me.. Chris knew that there was no chance that four satellites would be directed to the same or a similar area of the world. She’d look at the snap shots of a small area, look at the overhead images of the people there, and compare them to the overhead shot of some images she was told was El Pulpo. There were glimpses of a partial face; not enough for imaging software, but enough for Chris.One of the signs in one of the photos was in Arabic. That narrowed the locale down to somewhere in the Middle.