"Do you remember their faces?" Vincent asks me.

A week has gone since I was rescued from my hell. Seven days too late.

I begged Vincent not to tell the Stones or anyone what happened to me in there.

The condition is that I tell him everything.

Deno has the videos, I don't need to, they can watch, get a glimpse inside Kylie Bray's assassination.

She is dead, gone. I am not Kylie Bray any longer, I am Frost, I told him that.

I feel nothing, no pain, no ...