She was going to answer honestly to the best of her ability. If she tried to lie, it would always work against her. But she was afraid she'd look crazy, but she knew she had no other choice - not one that she would be okay with. "Yes, I did," she started. "I was there. I don't know what time it was I have to admit. I am a bit of a space case. But I did notice something weird. It started when two men pulled me into an alley to mug me," she started.
They were going to think her crazy. "One had a hold of me, another had a knife to my chest. They told me to give them what they wanted, but they never finished. It was then that someone interrupted them. I was thankful someone did, but this person - he - it was weird." She shook her head trying to make sense. Maybe she imagined it. "It got really violent very quickly. I don't even remember everything that was said. The new arrival didn't even offer a warning or anything and just attacked. The rest doesn't make sense," she shook her head, trying to make sense.
"Both men who were going to attack me died. I just.. I remember fire. And screams...." her hands started to shake and she balled them up trying to make them stop. She started to tear up, the memory flashing before her eyes. She worked on holding back tears, because at this point they were pointless. "I don't know what all happened, but I had someone tell me to go home. And that judgement would come."
Crazy. That was how she sounded... She looked at them, shaking her head. "I know, I sound insane. He called me things that just didn't make sense. I just-" she covered her face trying to clear her mind and organize things so it makes sense. She then forced herself to put her hands down so the cops could see her reaction. She was being honest - just her mind didn't know how to make sense of it.
She ended up shrugging. "And I got home. I don't even remember going to bed, just resting against the door when you knocked. I must have fallen asleep with mental exhaustion."