[OOC: Sorry, but I really wanted to write Charlotte's reaction to the TV Broadcast all of a sudden xD]
Charlotte was sitting alone in the dark-lit room. She was curled up in the corner, holding her arms around her bended knees as she stared into the empty room.
There was no one there. Someone had taken Jane before they even started talking properly. She was all alone now. Alone and scared.
The TV ignited, almost giving Charlotte a heartattack before focusing on the screen.
She watched the display, unable to do anything, and as the TV turned itself off again, she sat in absolute silence, shaking, but not saying a word.
This couldn't be happening. Not to her. It was all too surreal.
She kept shaking, as the unsteady words fumbled out of her mouth.
"Get me out of here..." she whispered as a silent tear ran down her cheek and down to the cold, empty floor beside her.
