"Connection Established," Amamiya whispered as the jack sunk into Akiha's shoulder, and then dove into Akiha's mind, descending rapidly into the inky blackness.

It was...similar to when she had dove into Tatsuo's mind. There was nothing coherent, just an enormous blank field. But where the Taboo core had been simply blank, this interference was painted in a disgusting color: it was tinted throughout with a killing urge. It made her shudder to simply come into contact with it, but she forced herself in deeper and deeper, enveloping herself in it. If past was prologue, if she went down deep enough...

And sure enough, she hit them at the very bottom; Akiha's memories. They were fragmented and isolated, but there nonetheless, buried beneath an ocean of...whatever that was up there. She didn't want to think about it.

She rifled through Akiha's memories, but she wasn't here to learn about the story of her life. She found a particularly nasty on, and sent it up to the surface, initiating a vivid recall.

Let's see how you enjoy this, she thought as it drifted up and away.