we had aimed to film something every weekend but as our series was just getting off the ground , and i had to keep up the illusion that i was still working for most of the week , that was n't feasible . beneath the trim on her anklet , red was spreading . the only thing that seemed to work was rewinding it . she touched her forehead , the place where she remembered the skin had been all split , and her hand came away with blood . she blocked my brain buster and sent one back . 