You try to move towards her to comfort her but nothing happens. You can not change anything. You do not know how or why, but you get the feeling that maybe this is a memory.

Hollie begins to pull at the skin on her face, her chest and her arms as she continues to cry. She wets her hair and tries to flatten her curls against her head. She walks away from the mirror and towards a stall. The door swings shut and you hear the sounds of Hollie gagging and throwing up. This lasts for a while. When she is done you hear her soft sobs.

You feel the spinning sensation start to take over again.