- RAYA -
Soon the peaceful shelter of Dex's home is surrounded by lights. Police officers, an ambulance, emergency personnel… the quiet, moonless night has been lit up spectacularly, and there is something so incredibly tragic about it. I can't stop feeling guilt that this happened, and the exposure of all these people with their attention and scrutiny aimed at Dex and his home amplifies that. He is being questioned and analyzed and his innocence judged because of me.
While I stand by and watch, listening to the police question Dex, I see the man who Dex chased being carried out of the woods on a gurney. It's from quite a distance that the first responders are bringing him out, so I can't see his face. I can't know for sure that it's him.
