I saw the eyes, face and hand after I returned indoors five minutes after I’d been outside to the freezer, and I was terrified the whole time I was out there. I was convinced something was coming to get me. I was even talking out loud saying “it’s ok, my eyes were down”. I was even explaining “I’m not going to see you, I’m just out to get ice cream, I don’t mean any harm to you.

I couldn’t hear a thing and I did not lift my chin from my chest nor look beyond the light from the kitchen windows. It was so hard to keep a slow pace, I just knew if I ran I was dead, and I don’t know how I knew that.