I am sucked inside his mind, but there aren’t any memories to be seen. Just colors. I float through them and feel a rush of the emotions they represent. There is a lot of blue and purple, sadness and anxiety. Luckily I also see a lot of smaller spots of yellow and even some pink, joy and love warm my body after the coolness of the other emotions. I touch a pink bubble and I see flashes of our friends and even me and leave it alone. We need to stay close together, stay a pact.