"Witch! Die!" Phoebe looked up. She saw a mob running towards her. A flaming torch was held by one of the people in the crowd. Another held a rope. They ran towards her.
"Witch! Die!"
Phoebe woke up with a start. She looked around her. Everything was in place. She walked downstairs to the kitchen.
"Pheebs, you're up early." Piper told her.
"Yeah, nasty dream." Phoebe told her, "coffee?"
"Coming right up." Piper slid the glass along the table. Phoebe picked it up and chugged the entire glass.
"Bad night?" Piper asked her.
"Not really, I just had this weird dream about witch trials." She saw Piper's look. "But it was only a dream."
"You're sure?" Piper asked her.
"Positive." Phoebe looked at her watch. "Since I'm up so early, I might as well get some work done before class today. Can I borrow your car?"
"When's class over?"
"Two."
"Fine, just fill the tank."
"Always, sis." Piper giggled and tossed the car keys to Phoebe. She headed out the door and got into the car. Piper finished her breakfast and noticed that Phoebe's laptop was still sitting on the table. She opened it up. 'The Witch Trials' read the title of the page Phoebe had left it connected to. She scrolled down the page then connected to her email server page. But something at the bottom of the page caught her eyes and she clicked back. 'San Francisco Trials' it read. She clicked on the link and started to read what was written.
The San Francisco witch trials are rarely mentioned in history books. At that time period, there wasn't a San Francisco. That's why it isn't mentioned. The witch trials we are talking about are the ones that are going on right under our noses at this moment.
People say that there is no such thing as witches. But that's not the truth and we all know it. When time seems to stop and then everything changes, you can be guaranteed a witch is around. When something is randomly moved without anybody around, that's a witch. When somebody gasps and seems to black out, they are a witch. Does this sound familiar to you? If it does, then you are probably living with or near a witch.
Should witches exist? Some say that witches exist to rid the world of greater evils such as demons and warlocks. Some say that we don't need them to protect us from evil. Some say that people are people. Witches shouldn't exist in their mind. Why are witches so secretive? Do they think that we'll kill them if we find them out? Will they kill us if we find them out? The answers are yes and then no.
Why yes? Witches are scary. Nobody should have that much power over somebody. If you can deflect and object, why can't the rest of the world? It isn't fair and we don't need witches to protect us from evil. We can do it ourselves. Stand up for yourself! If you know about a witch turn them into this site and burning at the stake or hanging will proceed immediately.
Piper gasped after reading the page. She quickly hooked the printer up to the laptop and printed a couple of copies of the page. She book marked it on Phoebe's computer.
"What are you doing? You look frantic." Prue's voice startled Piper. Piper screamed and whipped around and flung her hands out. Everything in the room froze. "Pipe, you know that that doesn't work. What's going on?"
"Read this." Prue took the paper out of Piper's hand. She read the page and laughed. "What's so funny?"
"That's obviously somebody's idea of a sick joke. Please, don't tell me you're taking it seriously." Prue told her.
"Of course I am." Piper felt kind of foolish.
"Fine. I've got to go to work. I'll see you later."
"Ok." Piper nervously watched Prue leave the house. She decided to pick up the phone and call Darryl.
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"Darryl?" Piper asked as soon as she heard the cop pick up the phone.
"Piper, thank god. Tell me you saw the web page."
"I did." She heard Darryl sigh in relief.
"Get out of town. They know who you and your sisters are. Get out of town quickly or they'll kill you."
"I don't have my car." Piper told him.
"I'll drive you. Call Phoebe and Prue. Do it now. Piper, the threat is real."
"I guess I'll call them. Where are you going to take me?"
"Just out of town until things die down. If anybody asks where you are, I'll tell them that you're visiting your sick aunt. They won't figure it out."
"Prue and Phoebe."
"Call them Piper. This is a serious threat."
"Fine." Piper hung up the phone and cried. She hadn't expected this to be that serious.
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"Prue? It's Piper." Piper called Prue first. She figured she would be closer to home and Phoebe would be safer at school.
"Prue's not here right now." A voice told her. "We're going to burn your sister. Then we're coming after you."
"How'd you get her?"
"We took away her powers. Quite easy, really. Mortals can cast spells too. You're next Piper. We'll spare you if you renounce your powers."
"Never." Piper hung up. She quickly dialed Phoebe's cell number.
"Pheebs?" Piper asked.
"Yeah?" she was relieved to actually hear Phoebe's voice on the other end of the phone line.
"Pheebs, I need you to drive home. Darryl is going to pick us up and drive us somewhere safe."
"Pipe? What are you talking about?" Phoebe sounded confused.
"They're going to kill us. They've already got Prue. I read the web page. Darryl is going to take us away. It's not safe here. They're looking for us."
"My dream. Oh. My. God. I'll be home in ten minutes." Phoebe ran out of her college classroom. Luckily, the class was just starting opposed to being in the middle, so she wasn't missed. The professor just sighed and realized that she was missing another class. She drove home to find Darryl and Piper in the driveway waiting. She took her cell and the keys to the car and grabbed Kit and jumped in Darryl's car.
"Now explain what is going on." She stated the moment she got into the car.