This was the first and only time I witnessed an abduction, the moment when someone is made to disappear, to become desaparecido. Before and after this, I encountered the desaparecidos only in the body dumps, in the morgue, on the roadside, and along the beach, or I would study their faces in the photographs provided by their families and ask, sometimes aloud, Where are you? Over the years these faces have grown younger and younger.
