Log: Nov 24, xxx4: Home Again

I traveled back home. RSF were there too. I knew why. The following email was not a surprise.

I am now alone.

Hunted.

I have so mush knowledge in my head, but no idea how to use it. It is time I learned how. The Empire will NOT know what I know. And a medic can be a dangerous enemy.

I will train. I will heal. I will learn to deal back what was dealt to me... and them.

But, how?

I was way-layed on my way to the med centre in Theed. Him again! I ran through the familier streets, dashed into the starport and onto a shuttle, watching him curse me as the ships doors close and it took off.

I sat to log. i really am not good at this. But somehow, it is becoming my only friend.