Charlie nodded, then glanced over at Angel's hand. "Is that how you got hurt?" Charlie added another symbol to his sheet with a question mark behind. Vacuum, falling... Everything was important.
Angel glanced at his hand as though he'd forgotten about it. "Oh - um, kinda, yeah. There were these gusts of fire. I got burned. But that was after the really big rat-dog-things."
"She was almost set on fire too. Wonder if that's a theme..." Charlie scribbled something down. He looked up, fixing his gaze on Angel suddenly. "You're not that old, are you? I don't remember if you... him... you. Um. If I know."
Charlie grinned. "Well, no. Anyway, back to the locker... How long do you think you were in it? Was it just you? Was your life... unlife...whatever in danger at any point?"
"Me and Logan Echolls," Angel said. "We were there... I dunno. An hour? More? Didn't feel like more than a couple of hours to me, but if we were in a different dimension who knows how long it was? And yeah. He almost died a couple of times, and there was a point there were I was in trouble."
Scribble, scribble, scribble. Charlie nodded to himself. "Thank you for the information," he said. "I'll see you tomorrow in class? We're starting the revising then."
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