Mental break

"Jimmy..." you walk up to Jessica and pull her into a huge hug. Underneath the form of your girlfriend is currently your broken best friend. A best friend that had an enormous amount of power at the moment. "You can't do this... you know this isn't right yeah?"

Jessica whimpers within your arms, her body trembling from the weight of her emotions. Tears run down her face as she struggles to process her thoughts.

"I..." she starts before bursting out in a fit of sobbing, "I thought I could be Jessica for you. If you didn't come, then it would've been perfect." She pushes away your hug and turns around so you can't see her face.

"But I did come here and I would've known." You try to show confidence but in your mind you doubt that your would've suspected. After all, the brown pens were incredibly powerful tools which gave their users all of the zapped skinsuit's memories.

Jessica shakes her head. She knows you're lying and that your words are nothing but false bravado. Even from behind, you can tell she's still crying.

"Jimmy... I care about you bro. A lot. You're my best friend. But I can't reciprocate your feelings. Please... don't take this out on Jessica. She has nothing to do with this."

"Nothing to do with this? NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS?!?" Jessica spins around furious and screeches at you, "This bitch stole you from me! If it weren't for her, we could be together and everything would be all right!" She clutches at her face as she descends into madness. "You know what, fuck this bitch."

Jimmy claws at the back of her head and pulls Jessica's hollow face from his own. He strips out of her skin rapidly and tosses it to the ground before pulling out the black pen once more and pointing it at you.

"I can't have you finding me David. I love you but I know you'll never love me back. Don't come find me."

Before you can protest, he presses the button and everything goes black.