DR. ROSANA DOMINGUEZ
Rosana leaned over the twenty-foot-long table, examining the strange collection of photographs one by one. She had met Dr. Carrie Geldman in her studio two days ago in Washington, D.C. and had later watched her talented friend use state-of-the-art photographic equipment to develop all the rolls of film they had found in the tunnel. The pictures they saved were nothing short of disturbing. They had only lost nine individual shots during the developing process. Not bad, considering how old they were.
“There,” said Carrie, standing over the photographs, neatly arranged in two horizontal rows from one side of the table to the other. Although the setup had looked fine to Rosana, she knew her friend was an obsessive perfectionist, a trait which had probably helped her get
