"I didn't know he was drugging me," Malcolm explains. "I only just remembered a fragment of that. I still don't remember most of that time. When I called the police, I didn't realize that any time had passed between finding her and calling them. When they came and she wasn't in the box... I didn't understand it. And I was ten. They thought I saw his drawings and his... photos and imagined her like some sort of nightmare." He took a deep breath. "And I have had nightmares about her. So many."