Violet tried her hardest to focus on the times she caught a glimpse of the blind girl in her dreams of even when she was not dreaming. she knew the person she was seeing was or at least used to be real, for each time she saw them, she sensed the emotional turmoil within the air surrounding the girl, she knew the person within their memories, the one that I kept seeing as well a the different voice of the male that she heard earlier, were all connected on the way or the other.