The TV flashed on. It played the day where Justin first showed Violet the apartment on his old computer. Justin witnessed all over again his determination to set up a tour. He saw himself persuade Violet to let him set up a tour and he saw how she didn't want to. But he didn't listen. He never did.
"I know why you wanted to move here, Justin. Tell me why, I want to hear you say it."
Justin swallowed. "Turn it off."
"Why did you want to move here?"
"This can't be real."
And on the TV appeared images of another room in that same apartment building. It looked similar to their room, except their room didn't have blood smeared and splattered all over the walls or a body of a dead girl lying on the bed.