Alex stepped back as the last of four pews staked in front of the broken window. "That should do it," she said. "Thank you, ladies, for your help." As she shattered the window, Alex wondered what the girl with the lantern felt. She looked more confused than frightened, though the girl was likely as scared as the rest. "I'm sorry for the window, but that thing was after us."<br/><br/>The Detective's voice didn't fit the face. Originally from England, she moved to the states as a young girl, and her British accent nearly faded. Nevertheless, certain words still had an unmistakable English lift to them. On the other hand, Charlotte looked and sounded like a posh British socialite. Even the way she carried herself, though trembling, was the definition of grace.<br/><br/>"I'm Alex. Lt. Alex Redgrave, and I don't know where I am." The Lieutenant<i>read</i>each woman. They both seemed as bewildered by the present circumstances as she, but her police training taught her to be thorough. "What's your name? What's the last thing either of you remembers?"<br/><br/>Charlotte finally spoke up again. "I'm … I'm Dr. Charlotte Fawkes, Ph.D. Astronomy at Cambridge." The blonde positioned herself near the lantern. "The last thing I recall … I … I… I was at a friend's house. She had a party because the university granted me tenure." Charlotte pulled her nightgown up enough for it not to bunch at the bottom. "I think I might have – we all drank too much, so I fell asleep on the couch. Then, I woke up in a creepy old house." She didn't say anything, but Fawkes was aware of a considerable passage of time between her tenure party and waking up in the bed full of leaves and twigs.<br/><br/>Nodding, Alex, who seemed to be in control, offered her account. "I was working a case on a string of murders. None of us knew who the perp might be, but when I turned around to gain insight from my team, I was in a creepy police station down the street." She paused for a moment. "The switch felt instant, but I don't think it was. I think, but I don't know why. But I lost a lot of time between those two moments."<br/><br/>Charlotte nodded, confessing the same.<br/><br/>Finally, Alex turned to the girl with the lantern. "What's your name? What's the last thing you remember?"