He needs you to see her. He thinks that if you can see her he might forget? Can you do that? Can you imagine her and give him some peace? It may be tricky because it was dark; she had only been illuminated by a street light on the other side of the road. Curly blonde hair cascaded over the kerb, her neck at a deeply unnatural angle, her once sweet face set in a fearsome grimace. Blood leaked from underneath her and soaked her white mini dress. Can you see?