I find myself on my bed when I open my eyes. There was a wet rag on my forehead. "Your up," Tim questions looking at me. I rub my arm and ask, "Did you find Jade?" He hesitates but then shakes his head. After a while i feel a bit better and I help Tim and Evan look for Jade. After two days we find her. She was in bad shape, bruises, cuts, even vomit on herself. We brought her home, cleaned her up, and made sure there was no eternal bleeding. She seemed to be fine other then the cuts and small bruises. She didn't wake up that day we found her but she did wake up late into the next day. "Wa.." She tries to speak but couldn't seem to get the words out. "Are you alright," I ask. She hesitantly nods, but I can see she was still in pain.  She seemed to have lost her ability to speak, and I bet it had to do with where she disappeared to. She was still acting strangely and kept haven't moments of amnesia. She seemed to be getting a lot better despite those minor things. Wait....Minor? Oh yeah, major things. It was weird having the unnerving silence emitting from Jade. Her eating schedule was off, she didn't want to eat. Something was troubling her, yet she refused to speak of what was troubling her. I hoped she'd get better soon, but like always all I can do is hope. Evan thinks it's all in her head but I worry it's something more. Maybe a curse or something.... I mean that's always an idea. I just don't want it to come down to that. Well good thing for wistful thinking, right?