In one of the cine feeds, a man was lying on the ground, his dusty uniform 
almost the same color as the dirt. Suddenly this image moved; the feed had not 
been frozen like the others. Someone was walking past the camera: a Chinese man 
in indigo pajamas, decorated with scarlet ribbons tied round his head and his 
waist, though these had gone brown with grime. When he had passed out of the 
frame, Nell focused on the other man, the one who was lying in the dust, and 
she realized for the first time that he did not have a head.