Dakota now understand the severity of the condition and knew the root of the problem. Guilt was not an easy thing to take away from a person's head, especially after such an event. He saw Kristie intesamente cry from the part of the accident, which meant that nothing could get from her what happened was not because of her head, but a person whose lucidity was away because of alcohol.
Alexy tried to make a contribution, but it was no use. Away those thoughts of hers the more laborious task of all.
- I have the perfect remedy for this, okay?
Dakota again housed in its wings, turning again painkiller she needed at that moment to calm down. She nodded, willing to do anything to overcome it. The boy put her lying on the bed and managed to get her to fall asleep sometime later.
He was able to establish a link between his mind and hers, however, Kristie was still tough on the fact beyond letting someone know the feelings that were suffocated within your being. Dakota had seen this sort of thing before and knew he should insist a little more, because the barrier that creates a human in your mind is too weak compared to the power of demons. Soon, he could break that resistance and to enter into her mind.
Does she herself knew coordinate their thoughts with a mind that? If so, how?
Dakota could see nothing more than a huge maze. Contrary to what he thought, the mind of Kristie was more complex than anything he has ever seen in a human so far. That maze was dark and cold, typical signs of melancholy and loneliness. He could not use their wings, so had to move that location walking incessantly looking for some kind of output.
Past was a time, he found a mirror, but there was nothing flashy. He tried to touch the surface of it, but his hand went through the same instant. The demon pulled his hand back and saw that it was a thin layer of snow on the right hand. A souvenir. Then all her thoughts and memories were saved by mirrors.
From an early age, Dakota learned that the shape of a person's mind is exactly how she feels. Only one event can change the structure of a mind drastically. He already knew what had caused all this change, but now there was something he could see and think. The way he was, the demon did not know the right time as it could last. The accident had a monstrous damage at a young consciousness.
He kept walking, without some direction in her mind. Where to find the door that accident? Would be no easy task, he knew it, but could not be something impossible. The most she could do is leave it in a completely isolated place where only she had access. Not so long ago she had told about it, so there could be some sign of what he was looking for.
Dakota was trying his best to try to establish some contact with Kristie, but all was in vain. She did not answer and her mind remained inactive, as if there was nothing to control those memories.
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