Don't see him, and don't remember him.

Another chill passes over Ellie's skin, leaving her itching, her blood thrumming. It feels like she's on the verge of realizing something profound, but can't think what.

The way he looks at her is both comforting and deeply unsettling, like he can see right through her, deep down to something she works hard at not showing.

"... so why can I see you?"