The woman giggled as she looked at him, "I guess, I still cannot go through my head that the man who raised me, the perfect man who raised me to be who I am right now is not my father, this thing is. I know my hair color is natural black but how the hell am I still young and I appear on this picture, that is what troubles me the most. This picture was taken over fifteen years ago and here I am, looking just a couple of years older. This cannot be me, not in a lifetime this cannot be me". She took a deep breath and looked over Kathleens body, "Was she your friend? I mean one of the contestants? I am sorry for what happened to her, I hope I seen her before".