I thought I could get through to him, change his mind. Boy was I wrong. The more I tried, the harder it became. At times I could tell what he was thinking, others I couldn’t. It was strongest when he was close by or when I was on mars. And weakest when he, no they were weak. They weren’t all bad. He’d met a good one before so there’s some out there. She wanted to tell us their Achilles heel but she was shot before we could find out. I want to stop this, but I can’t we have to keep fighting as we have no choice.
October 12, 2011