Charlotte watches as a car in the distance crashes rolling two or three times before quickly coming to a stop, despite the urge she has to run over and check on the driver she cannot get herself to move. It's like she's frozen in place as she can feel dread slowly building up inside of her almost like she knows that the driver of the car is already gone. Eventually after building up the courage Charlotte starts walking over to the car mentally preparing herself for what she is going to see inside when she reaches the crash site. The closer she gets the more it seems as though she just wants to turn around and run away, to get rid of this awful feeling of despair that keeps building with each step she takes. 'Charlotte, they need your help, you can do this.' She thinks to herself slowly leaning down to look in through the driver's side window gasping as who she saw inside was staring back at her though already gone, the worst part being that she recognized who was in the car. "No..."