I would like to apologize to everybody for not updating sooner.

As it was stated in Chapter 4, my father was suffering from lung cancer and he was currently undergoing chemotherapy.

Unfortunately, he passed away on June 29th, 2012 at 6:00 AM while in Hospice Care. It had all started with a fall that he had at home, he was taken to the hospital, and in less than a month, his mind deteriorated and he passed away. I was there and I held onto his hand as he took his last breath on that sad morning.

I've tried writing the next chapter, and I plan on dedicating it to him when I do have the emotional strength to do so. I promise you that this story is not dead. I feel really bad for leaving you all hanging, and I can only hope that you understand as you read this.

I only wish that there was a real Doctor Black Jack. Maybe if there was one, he could have saved my father. I would have given him everything I had and more if it could have saved him.