A wise man once told me to always forgive and forget. Yet some things are just to hard to take, you will lay awake . Every night as it replays through your mind, taunting you . Laughing in your face as if like you were never of anything important. It makes you feel weak and venerable, casting a dark shadow over your mood as it eats away at you from the inside. Alone and left to die in your mind. Sweet sober whispers in your ear make you go crazy , then you become more and more lazy , as the thing pulls you in further . You can't help but let it win, so let us begin. Let us take a step inside, inside of the mind. The mind of one person, a person known as Jenx, Wicked Jenx who is broken in Four. Each part of her locked behind a door. All should not be let out to amend... Or that will be the day everything ends.