I don't know how long it lasted -- maybe a minute, maybe a thousand years. My limbs ached from fighting the straps and I could hear Luke's shrill screams...or were they mine? In my anguish I perceived all that I had ever known being sucked out of my brain -- a jumble of fleeting pictures and a myriad of numbers and names; times and dates and scents and faces; music and memories. It was all drawn from me in a whirling cloud like a shattered house in a tornado -- hanging there in a dark cloud of gnats swarming over a stagnant lake. My lips ran red with blood where...