The road was not long. She felt alive. That was a PLACE TO FIND. She closed her eyes and breathed. She could still remember the lively nights she spent at the BIG BLACK HOLE. Was that a place for lost souls as told by the boys with a HEART OF STONE? She opened her eyes and thought “I DON’T KNOW.” After all, those days when the LITTLE GREEN RED MAN was chasing her, was water under the bridge. She felt she was another person, like a QUEEN OF FIRE. Reborn from her ashes. The PRAY that man had taught her seemed to work. That guy, the one that wherever he went, he left a LOSING STAR.