I didn't make eye contact with her. I just held out my sketch pad and pencil and she knew. She wheeled me towards the cliff, the cliff that overlooked the town. It had a beautiful view of the skyline, an even more gorgeous view of where we had met up. The small house was not in the center of the town, or even the way back of it like in some anime or manga. It was directly to the west, in between the downtown area and the suburbs. It was a plain gray building with few windows, with a sidewalk that went around the front and down the east side of the house, and the lovely dull house was a couple blocks behind the park, and beside that an alley. I may have not lived in the same body as I had when I visited the house but I remembered each place perfectly. It did not matter whether or not every detail of the town was visible from where I was. I could see it. I could see the town I had lived in for the two completely different parts of my life. The third part of my life belonged to this town, yes, but it was a different town, in a different world, in a different time. The third part of me was the part that we called Kuroha. Kuroha was the one who killed everyone, but he was also the one who was saved by everyone.

I was Kuroha, I was a murderer and yet I was not. The second part of me, my second body, was referred to as Konoha. I was more used to a stoic expression in that stage but I still showed more "pleasant" emotions than the third me. Konoha was basically the good twin of Kuroha, the good twin that was connected. My womb, as he liked to call it, was the gateway to him, I was connected through the snakes of his world. By opening the gateway, we died. And with the death of me came the birth of him. In the moment of my birth, I was connected with knowledge. I knew of my friends' deaths, their decisions, their stupid mistakes that lead to their inevitable demise. I believe that if Kuroha hadn't known that when he was born whenever they entered the gateway, he wouldn't have been evil. When Konoha was born, I was sealed off inside and I perceived life with another mind. I had the same sense of knowing, almost like that feeling you get when you realize something that is completely off topic or random, but that feeling was directed at not knowing. I had gained the realization of not knowing anything in Konoha's body. I think that is why when Kuroha was born and he received the same feeling but in a more powerful sense, he was driven to madness in knowing that they were once his friends and thus, was forced to become the spawn of Satan. When I was Kuroha, I received information from something farther back than third person. It was something that is never used in writing. I wasn't a narrator or anything that was Konoha. I was in fourth person.

Being in fourth person is traumatizing to one. It is basically a combination of sleep apnea, paralysis, and cataplexy all combined. It was almost like I had received all of her problems she must have suffered from. Imagine being in a state where you fall asleep and you enter REM. During REM, you fade in and out of consciousness, hallucinating as well as dreaming. You have the inability to have a lucid dream however, do to sleep apnea and sleep paralysis. When you leave a dream and start to hallucinate the next, you can see the outside world. You can see where you're resting and feel where you are. But, you feel like your body is lead, and glued together. You feel pressed against something and, well, excuse me for a minute, this part is frightening for me to recall. You lose the ability to breath. What you are pressed against is suffocating you and you can't breathe. It takes all your willpower to fling your body away from the suffocating force. This is when you awake. Unfortunately for me, I awoke when everyone had died; yet, I was saved in that moment. I was able to force Kuroha to take my place, but I didn't touch Konoha. He didn't need isolation, he need friends. I brought him forward, and combined our minds. I remember reaching out towards the Dan, even with all the bodies littered around me. The mark on my face flickered from red to black apparently, according to those who still had their consciousnesses, and one eye lost its snake like appearance. It was an eye she recognized.

Even though the phone had been crushed, and she was lost in a broken memory card, I felt something buzz in my pocket. I felt something vibrate. I reached down and pulled out my cell phone. I had tears forming in my eyes. The unopened message read, To Haruka, From Takane.

I gripped the phone tightly as I pressed a button, letting the pixilated envelope open up and I used a shaky hand to shield one eye as the combinations of letters brought tears to me. I even could feel something breaking in the back of my conscious. I dropped the phone to the ground, and traced over the digital letters that simply fulfilled a job as my pants were stained with tears. I could bring myself to give the message a response. I pressed the button, opening the attachment.

Small blue, static created a hologram in front of me. I saw some pixels form as a blue glow was emitted from the phone's screen like a projector. I heard her voice, and I looked up to her face and I nearly lost it.

She had the same cerulean sport jacket that matched her "master's" and the same grey skirt with black leggings that had a blue dotted line. Behind her, in the abyss made of static was the number zero and one in no pattern whatsoever. Very fitting for a cyber being. Only thing different about her was that the scales on her cheek where missing and her hair was darker. It was growing to a navy, almost black color. Was she fading away?

"ENE! ENE! PLEASE, DON'T GO! ENE! I'M SORRY! PLEASE!" I stood up and held my arm out, but I didn't cross the invisible boundary the phone had created between us. I just held my arm out and screamed.

"ENE!"

"I'M SORRY. ENE IS NO LONGER HERE." A robotic voice spoke loudly as the girl moved her mouth. The voice wasn't her own. I saw a grey box appear in front of the girl. For once, she was behind the option this time. Soon multiple boxes appeared each one with two answers. The girl leaned her head to the side and smiled, but soon, it was covered by another box. I raced towards the girl, slamming my hands against the holographic screen. I began to yell at the top of my lungs, and I punched the screen.

"TAKANE THEN! TAKANE! ANSWER ME!"

"TRANSFERRING DATA…PLEASE WAIT…." I watched as all the other boxes vanished and a single one covered her eyes. She had turned away her gaze and hid them. I slid down to the ground, and held my head in shame. My face scrunched up and tears and snot mixed as my face stiffened. I was losing her. She was going to die. What else could she transfer to? There was no cables anywhere, no computers for miles! She was going to transfer to nowhere. She would just vanish into oblivion, into the haze, all because I had to lose control of myself.

If only I didn't die.