Deb stood in front of the house as Rita's body was rolled out. The scene was like a collage of lights and darkness mixed with people that didn't belong there along with others that did but couldn't believe what had happened. It had happened, but, oh my god, why? No, no! Deb had lost so many people that she loved, now Rita. The urge to scream and offer herself to make it not so, overcame Deb so quickly and so violently that she fainted, collapsing on the lawn as Dexter watched. His heart raced once again in disbelief, no, no!