The moment I touch a big blue bubble I am filled with extreme sadness, almost feeling like I am drowning in it. I close my eyes and let it all drain away, turning it gray and lifeless. It feels like hours that are going by as I touch bubbles and suppress the emotion, the pain, anxiety, joy and his compassion. In the end there are only a few spots of color left, red, orange, two pink bubbles and even multiple black ones, which are filled with hatred for Theo’s father and the Dark Lord.