Mona just shook her head slowly, because she couldn't imagine there was anything anyone could do right then. She walked over towards him and then, still a few paces away, she sat down on the cold earth to watch Natalia's final spot.
She tried not to think of the way the body had been twisted, and the gross irony that she'd been a contortionist. She tried to remember the face of the contortionist she had sometimes seen in the Midway when she was on shift and attach it to the dead girl, but there had been blood obscuring her face.
There had been so much blood.
After a long pause she asked, "does anyone know what happened to her? And to the others?"