Charlie Rose had found herself back where she desperately never wanted to be again. She was alone, on an earth burned to a crisp. It was charred and dead. There was no sign of the sky around her because the smoke in the air was still so thick and black.
As terrified as she was, her stomach constricting violently, she looked down again. Thankfully, this time, her family and the rest of the Quintets were not lying before her, dead. Burned alive like everything else.
“Thank goodness,” she said, putting a hand on her heart. She tried to swallow, but her mouth felt incredibly dry. How had she ended up here again? Was she back at the Challenge Shack? Was this the doings of Rezin’s horribly incredible mind powers again?
“Hello!?” she called into the nothingness around her. She coughed, choking
