"You're right," Barbara agrees. "It's not PTSD. I mean, you've got that, too. But... that's different."

She sighs.

"Just... look. You're not going crazy, Stephanie. And... to tell you the truth I'm a bit relieved to hear that you're remembering things. Even if they don't feel like your own memories. You know?"

She hadn't killed one girl to save another.