you stare deep, past the skin, past the veins where the shard lays. you try and find answers. you trail your veins as they wind through your body, looking, searching. you reach organs you learned about in biology, organs youve never seen, how come these were written about? were these more secrets like the shards? some held ghastly shapes while others seemed almost useless, two stomachs, a third lung. what was happening? 5/?