Finn sat, pondering what Azreth had said. His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the door opening. "Why do people keep coming over here?", he thought.

"Hey goldilocks.", said the familiar voice of Marceline.

"Hey.", he responded, not wanting to be bothered.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

"I know you're lying." Finn sighed. He knew he might as well tell her. "I've changed, haven't I?"

"What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean. I'm not the same anymore." She remained silent, and Finn moved over to a nearby mirror. He examined himself closely, looking over every little feature. It was obvious that he had changed, even in the way he looked. His skin had become a light grayish color, his irises had a slight shade of red to them, and his hair had dulled out. It was no longer as golden as it normally was, instead it seemed like a dull blonde. His clothes were rather tattered and messy as well. The change had not only affected his mental state, but his body as well.

Marceline finally spoke up, "Stop looking at yourself like that. You don't look that bad."

"Don't sugar coat it. I look like shit." Marceline came up behind him and put her hands on his shoulders, trying to console him, but he shrugged her off and sat down on the couch. He buried his face in his hands, trying to gather his thoughts. She hovered near him, a concerned expression on her face. She didn't want to say anything else, for fear of upsetting him.

Jeff sat on his throne, wondering if he made the right choice. He had just refused a possible cure to his insanity, something that had plagued him since he was young. If the project would have worked, then Jeff made a major mistake. He found it ironic, he had been searching for a cure his entire life, and when the option finally came, he was too scared to take it. His insanity had always been an issue, no matter what. There was always a voice in his ears, that only he heard, always an itch in his head he couldn't seem to scratch. Even now, he felt strangely uneasy, unable to focous for to long without becoming paranoid.

He stood from his royal chair and moved over to his memorials, hoping to calm himself.

Princess Bubblegum came up the stairs to Jeffery's castle. She planned on talking to him to see if they could become less hostile towards each other. She would go to Finn first, but she figured he needed to simmer down. She knocked on the door, and was susprised when it creeked open. She thought it would've been locked. She ignored it and made her way up to Jeff's Throne Room. She pushed the door open slightly, and what she saw suprised her.

Jeff felt hot tears stream down his face. He could no longer hold it in. It had been so long since he last cried, but he didn't care. He couldn't help but sob occasionally as he let loose the river of sadness he had bottled up for so long. He couldn't seem to catch a break. Every event in his life only ended in sadness. He had hurt his family, lost the love of his life, and managed to mess up other people's lives in the process. He lashed out at the display cases, smashing the glass incasing all of his precious memories. He stomped on his atom or, as it lay on the ground, crushing it and sending bits of it everywhere. He took the photo of his family and smashed it, along with the photo of Elena.

Jeff stood there, among broken memories, when something caught his eye. Someone was in his doorway. He looked over to see Princess Bubblegum standing there, looking shocked. He finally realized what he'd done. He looked around him, seeing the broken pieces of his memorials. "How much did you see?", he asked.

"All of it.", she responded sheepishly.