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[The feed clicks on, intentionally. Charlie's hand pulls away from the device and it shows her, unusually calm and surrounded by fire. Things are on fire but nothing is actually burning.]

So...I'm sure I'm awake. I heard my alarm clock and all and things were okay for a second or two but then when I got outside...

[She turns the camera and there are extra buildings, a bit warped and twisted because everything is more nightmare-ish in her dreams and there are people running from the buildings. Faceless people. People who flicker as they go because again, this is how it goes in her dreams.]

I know this place. I don't like it.

[She's not going to say why. A man approaches, faceless as usual, a scar on the left side of his face quite visible and his hair, white and tied back and he has a gun but Charlie hardly flinches. Instead, her hand reaches out and with a flick of her wrist, he's gone in a flash.]

This is a curse, right? I have twenty-four hours of this shit to put up with? [A pause.] At least the fire isn't actually harming anything.

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[Yes, yes she can. He feels like he needs them too. He would like to keep the dreams where he's lost himself to the power of his magic all to himself, but, nope, denied, apparently.]

I think being left alone for a few days isn't that bad, considering. But a little too soon, maybe.