She stares off into space. Before. It brings up a lot of memories. She slowly nods, but memories of what she had been doing when she last had her own mind begin to flash in front of her.
"He killed Kate. We were walking home, and he killed Kate. Just because she was there." She looks up at Sylvie. "She was one of my best mates. I even almost told her. Once."
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