The noise and the lights and the smells.  That was what she would remember.  The screams, throwing her arms up in front of her face.  The fear the panic, the jolt as they hit the other vehicle...and then the welcome dark...the warmth of oblivion....<br/><br/>Until she was aware of the sun...and the grass under her.  She groaned, blinking, looking at the grass, spitting it from her mouth as she sat up.  She looked around, unsure what had happened.  One thing was sure she wasnt in Kansas any more.<br/><br/>"Charlotte" she called, getting to her feet and wincing, she felt bruised.  But she couldnt see her friend.  She took some steps, wondering how the hell she had gotten here.  And were exactly here was?