What happened?

Not Done

I got up and started screaming. I screamed and I screamed and I screamed and I screamed.

My screaming pierced through the sky. White. It's all white again.

Charlie cried and fell on the floor. "It can't be done, can it?" Charlie screamed again.

Silence.

Someone started slapping Charlie's face. "What the heck? What's wrong Charlie?" Charlie opened her eyes. She's laying down on the street, Kitchen is resting her head on Charlie's chest and crying. Gabe was trying to wake Charlie up. And Jo is smiling widely.

Charlie got up. "What happened? Where am I?" Charlie asked. Jo disregarded the questions and hugged Charlie tightly. "I missed you, dumbass." Jo is crying.

"Charlie, what's with that scar on your forehead?" Kitchen asked.

"Bang." Silence broke out. Everyone was confused when they heard her say bang. Charlie gets up and has a serious expression on her face. "I'm going back to Esward Plaza. There's something I want to check."

"Charlie you can't. There's apparently been a murder.. Your murder." Kitchen quickly responds. "That's exactly why I want to go. If i apparently died there and I have a scar on my head, I want to check it." Charlie leaves the group and starts walking to Esward Plaza.

"HEY EVERYONE. AM I WHO YOU'RE LOOKING FOR?" Charlie yelled. The detectives and everyone else looked at Charlie. One of the detectives walked to Charlie and arrested her. "Let go of me!"

"Charolette, you are under arrest for murdering Bran D. Cain." The detective pushes Charlie to a car. Charlie's hair turns red and so do her pupils.

I'm not done here.