Some help you're being. You didn't even answer my question.

[He didn't look in the best shape, but Vaggie wasn't letting her guard down. His expression and attitude were enough that she knew he was probably someone dangerous.

She did take a moment though to glance back. The vision flickered, one minute she still saw it clearly, Charlie lying there in her own blood. Then the next there was nothing there, causing her to rub at her eye.]

What the fuck?