Yeah. High school where I come from usually lasts from when you're fourteen to when you're eighteen. [Reid pauses, thinking for a while.] I... don't remember much. The forest. I... I mean, she was with friends, but then she separated from them and got lost. Something happened--a slip and fall or something hitting her head--and it could have been okay if she had gone to the hospital immediately, but she didn't, and she couldn't move or call for help. It got dark and someone eventually found her, but it was too late, and she died in the center.

[Oh God, he's getting a headache. The memories feel separate from him, but at the same time, their imprints are branded in his mind. Crushing helplessness. The feeling of cold darkness. Regret, and wanting to turn back time.

Luckily, that doesn't show up much in his voice. The feelings aren't his, at least for now. They belong to someone else.]

The death rule didn't apply to her.