A/N: This chapter is about the thinking process of the "mystery man". The reason why I write chapters like these is to show you things that I can't show though the normal story line. Also, if you read the title it will clear up a few things. This block is also very depressing so take your Prozac or whatever before reading.

GIR: Please read the beginning of chapter 20. I explain that Dan has been the middle man for U&Y. He convinced her to give Ulrich another chance.

Janika: Unfortunately, you weren't the first. So sorry. I don't know about the 'twisted hothead' part but everything else is true.

CLNut: Thank you very much for your vote of confidence. Again, good deduction but if Dan did kill Sissy then you must ask yourself: How did Dan get a gun? BTW, the answer to your other question is 20.

thesuperdot: I'll explain everything about Dan's arm (and his past) two chapters from now (sees Blood Vampire looking over my shoulder). I hate to say this but X.A.N.A. had nothing to do with Odd being punched.

Diamond-Halo: Yea! I love marshmallows. Yummy. Anyway, you'll like this block it's sort of a tell-all thing.

bbsidekick: Thanks for the compliments. The whole block idea really helps out when writing complex stories like such. Although, it also takes a lot more time to make but in the long run it's definitely worth it.

Stefanie Johnson: I can see you like the fluff. My 'AWE' count just reached 6. Sorry that I wasn't able to get you in last chapter.

Silver Taurus: Yes, I can see how that can get on some peoples' nerves but don't worry. Dan isn't going to do very many good deeds right now.

tomoe-the-sheath: Thanks for keeping up. I hope to hear from you more now.

A/N: I'm going hunting this weekend so I won't be able to read your reviews or update. When I get back on Sunday night I'll try to upload the next chapter.

Disclaimer: I can't believe that nobody mentioned the fact that I didn't have this during the last block. You guys need to start paying attention to details (hint, hint). Anyway, I don't own Code: Lyoko or any of the characters except for Dan and Jessica.

In a dorm at Kadic---

There lay a boy with his head on the desk; a frightened young lad. His right arm is acting as a pillow. As hard as it was the dense plastic exterior made as soft as a real pillow. It didn't matter to him what it was because he was so exhausted for the day's events. Yet he had not done much to cause sweat or fatigue. He was emotionally depleted; crying himself to sleep.

Beside his head is a book folded open. That book contained his innermost private thoughts. It was what he truly thought of; things that this world would never otherwise hear. This is what is written on the page:

"I've decided to write to you today in English because it's a lot easier to express myself than in French. Today was like all the other days I've had here at Kadic. People don't know me; they think I'm a new student even though I've been here for a couple of months. This has been going on for some time and is starting to seep into my mind. I want to have friends and have fun but I'm afraid that there is a catalyst between them and me.

It's a question. A simple one too. That question has been asked so many times in my head I'm starting to wonder if it will ever be greeted by a response. It is what drove me here and it has been keeping me going and not relenting.

However, why must it still remain unanswered? I do not understand why I must continue living in Limbo. Perhaps that answer is like the answer to my original thought and it too will not be answered. Why must I be tortured like this? How much more must I suffer to put my mind at rest?

For almost four years I have sought the person who can give me the truth. This is my last hope. If I am unsuccessful then I fear that I may do the worst to myself. Jessica was the name of the person who gifted me with the metal. She is now under an alias. I know these facts to be certain. I also know that she is near.

I write these words with a heavy heart. I am saddened by my lack of knowledge. Everyday I wake up an hour prior to the most kids' alarms going off to perform routine maintenance. Everyday I hide in fear of their thoughts. Everyday I relive what happened that dreadful night. My arm and the void it masks is a constant reminder.

'Vengeance is for the Lord' is a phrase that I've come to accept. I yearn yet dread for the day that I will discover my past. I am uncertain of my feelings because I don't know if I will confront her as the kind and gentle spirit that I am. If she were to be uncaring then I don't think I could hold myself back. Either way, I shall learn the truth. I pray that I the later won't happen and that He will grant me patients.

The death of Sissy is disturbing. She was my only friend here and now she has been shot. I am left lonely, again. However, there is one item about this terrible act that concerns me. The police investigated the scene yet they came out with empty evidence bags. Not even the bullet was among them. Whoever did this deed should pay dearly for I am mourning my loss greatly right now."