I: [ holo ] Something Wicca This Way Comes
God, that flight was an absolute nightmare. Piper breathed a sigh of relief as she took out her keys and inserted one in the lock. She turned the knob, pushed the door open, looked down to grab her bags from the floor--
--only to find them gone.
Frowning, and very much confused as to why and when their floor changed, Piper stepped back and collided with the walls of the chamber-like room in the process. She gasped and turned around, unable to believe what she was seeing all around her.
Where the hell was she?
"Oh. Oh no." With shaking hands she reached out and touched a wall, and its coldness against her palms wasn't exactly reassuring. Instinctively, Piper looked around her and called out, "Prue, Phoebe? Can you hear me?”
No one answered.
"Okay. Okay, this must be some sort of a dream. Maybe a hallucination, or--or--" Piper pressed her hands to her head. "Or of course, a warlock. Okay. Piper, don't panic - you can do this. You can... rely on the power of one. Sure. No problem."
And yet the words did nothing to soothe her nerves. Gathering some false bravado, Piper inched her chin up and addressed the ceiling:
"Whoever is behind this... I'm telling you, you're messing with the wrong witch, mister. My sisters will come and we will vanquish your sorry ass. You just wait!"
--only to find them gone.
Frowning, and very much confused as to why and when their floor changed, Piper stepped back and collided with the walls of the chamber-like room in the process. She gasped and turned around, unable to believe what she was seeing all around her.
Where the hell was she?
"Oh. Oh no." With shaking hands she reached out and touched a wall, and its coldness against her palms wasn't exactly reassuring. Instinctively, Piper looked around her and called out, "Prue, Phoebe? Can you hear me?”
No one answered.
"Okay. Okay, this must be some sort of a dream. Maybe a hallucination, or--or--" Piper pressed her hands to her head. "Or of course, a warlock. Okay. Piper, don't panic - you can do this. You can... rely on the power of one. Sure. No problem."
And yet the words did nothing to soothe her nerves. Gathering some false bravado, Piper inched her chin up and addressed the ceiling:
"Whoever is behind this... I'm telling you, you're messing with the wrong witch, mister. My sisters will come and we will vanquish your sorry ass. You just wait!"