death
there are many ways to die. a friend of mine jumps out of perfectly good airplanes. a dangerous hobby. a friend of his hit the ground a little too hard and sheared more than a few brain cell axons. he's okay. sorta. except he doesn't remember his friends. and his personality is completely changed. it's like a new person is in charge of my friend's friend's body. it's clear my friend mourns the loss of his old friend. he's as gone as if he had died in the accident.