Grief, shock, incomprehension.
The pain of the living was an image too hard to ignore, even as London coarsened to news of death.
Their voices provided nuance when trends and headlines threatened to sand down the circumstances shaping each murder of 2018.
There was the mother sitting on a low brick wall, begging for an end to the violence that took away her teenage son, Rhyiem Ainsworth Barton.
There was the public outrage among friends and family of 17-year-old Tanesha Melbourne-Blake after she died in her mother’s arms.
Every time, the anguish delivered an emotional gut-punch that statistics could not.
But Pretana Morgan, tearfully lamenting the loss of Rhyiem from the wall in Southwark, south London, had a different story about the young rapper.
The 17-year-old, a member of collective Moscow17, was described as an aspiring architect with “so much potential”, who had been “trying to make a difference” by learning to work with children.
He was killed by a gunshot wound in May.
Ms Morgan said: “Let my son be the last and be an example to everyone. Just let it stop. What must be, must be.”
The spectre of gang violence also hung over the death of Tanesha in April, but friends made clear she was an innocent casualty in a postcode war.
Amaan Shakour, 16, was shot dead minutes later in Walthamstow, east London, while out with friends.
Tanesha’s shell-shocked loved ones visited the site of her killing to leave flowers in the days that followed, many expressing disbelief and anger.
Days later, a Facebook friend of Tanesha’s, Israel Ogunsola, also died from stab wounds in Hackney, east London.
Protesters flooded the streets of the borough in a united front against the spate of killings.
Other victims of this year’s violence in the capital died at their homes.
His father, John, paid heartbreaking tribute as he stood outside the shell of the schoolboy’s home the next day.
“It’s terrible, the pain we can never forget.”
Pictures of a grinning Joel were shared with the media, including one of him dressed up as a firefighter.
