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Hey. I'm being serious.

What?

Are you scared of the dark?

I'm not the one that should be afraid.

You're some little girl out in the middle of nowhere.

A strange man.

I could do whatever I want to right now.

You couldn't do a damn thing about it.

Yeah.

I'm so proud you got us to talk.

Thank you.

Fuck, it feels so fucking good.

Don't you?

Mm.

Mm. Mm. Mm.

Yeah. I'm such a bad, bad little piece.

Fuck, yeah.

You're such a messy little girl, aren't you?

Yeah, I am.

I don't want to be in the mess.

I don't want you to wreck me.

Oh, fuck.

It's supposed to be like before I am.

Keep laughing at me. I keep fucking me.

Oh, fuck, guys.

Oh, my God, yeah.

Oh,

fuck, yeah. Fucking harder.

Oh, fuck, yes.

Fuck.

Oh my god.

Oh my god!

I'm going to take you home.

I live out of my car.

Okay.

I'm going to take you to wherever you're parked.

Hey, look.

Tonight was fun and everything, but we've got to get out of here.

No.

You need to fuck me again.

I'm not fucking you.

off me.

Hey! What the fuck?

Fuck! Crazy bitch!

Jesus!

Jesus Christ!

Who are you?

Just relax.

What happened to me?

You're safe now.

Am I okay?

Your body just needs some time to recover.

You've been through a lot.

I should call the police.

You don't want the police involved.

They'll just try to blame you for what happened.

What? It did happen.

You'll remember eventually.

I know what you're going through.

Your body feels broken.

You're confused.

I promise you'll be fine.

I'll be right back.

Stay here.

I'm gonna take care of you.

I'm gonna go get some water

Can you do me a favor and take off your gown?

I'm sorry.

Who are you?

I'm David. I'm the forensic photographer.

And where exactly are these pictures going to end up?

Listen, you've had a rough day.

I understand.

I really do.

I also understand I just got a phone call.

Downtown, hit and run.

People actually died.

So we got to kind of blitz along.

Don't worry, you don't have anything I haven't seen a million times.

Perfection to have, right?

Knocked you out.

Let's take a picture in the back of your head, please.

Perfect.

Okay, please park your head in the back, please.

Perfect. And don't worry.

No one ever uses these pictures. They end up in a rape kit in some evidence

locker somewhere.

Yeah, at least me.

Open your mouth, please.

Take a picture of your hands.

Please flip them over.

Turn to your side.

Perfect.

You have a model.

What? I'm not trying to be creepy or anything. I'm just saying you have nice

bone structure and you're pretty camera aware, which is...

A rarity for me.

To be fair though, most of the people I shoot are dead.

Alright. One more.

One more.

Alright, I'm going to need you to see it back.

Are we done?

Almost.

I'm going to need you to... Bend forward and spread your butt.

Are you fucking serious?

Yes, I'm fucking serious.

You have to look at yourself the way I look at your body. Like it's a crime

scene. Alright? And I gotta take a picture of every point of entry in case

miss a contusion or a lesion during the first original visual exam.

Please open it wide open, please.

Perfect.

Perfect.

Perfect done.

Gee, that wasn't so bad, was it?

Can I leave now?

You know, I don't really know.

I'm done with you.

But I'm pretty sure you need to stick around and speak with the detective.

Good luck, kiddo.

I think I have everything I need. I just need to clarify a few things for the

report.

So, the blood work will confirm that you didn't have any drugs or alcohol in

your system, correct?

I'm five years sober, so no.

I mean, unless you spiked my water.

Would that make a difference if I had been drunk?

No, it's just... So how'd you end up at a roadside bar like a hog's hole if you

don't drink?

Somewhere to be.

I like the music.

So how did Charles convince you to leave if you weren't drunk?

He didn't.

I asked him to take me on a ride on his motorcycle.

So, uh, and again, I apologize for repeating myself. I'm just trying to...

Gather all the information.

You are not allegating that he raped you, correct?

He didn't rape me.

Well, I mean, at least not when I was conscious.

I just don't know what happened once he pushed me down.

That's when everything went black.

Can you tell me anything about the woman who found you?

Why?

She had nothing to do with what happened to me.

So why do you think she didn't call the cops?

I don't know.

I mean, maybe she knows what it's like to be blamed for a crime you're a victim

to. Look, I understand your frustration.

I'm just trying to gather as much information as I can.

You have everything you need.

You have his DNA.

You know what bar he hangs out in. You even know what biker gang he's in.

Do you have a place to stay?

I don't always find a guy to take me in.

In case you find yourself in a bad situation or you remember something, you

somewhere to stay.

Do you always invite over women who come to the police for help?

No.

Look, I want you to know you have options.

Come in.

I'm just trying to help you.

We'll find this guy. I promise.