Chapter Five
Appalling thoughts clouded her mind as she scamper into the road, far from the wood, far from the problem, and far from the corpses. She doesn't even know why she was running. But, she just kept on running. Soon, she reached a high cliff at peak point, out look to the atmosphere of San Francisco. The city filled with brilliant brightness of lights, the street was as busy as a bee. Traffics jammed with cars furiously, zooming upward and downward like a line of working ants.
Standing there, she lifted up her face; she could feel the cool breeze swept across her face. Took a deep breath as she keeps her eyes closed. Oh, the images of her sisters just haunted her. The psycho was off her mind. The images of her sister flooded through her head. The image of horror, of bloodsheds, of murder …
Glancing at her surrounding, she looked confused. It'd must had been a long run if she couldn't make it out to where she was. Her curious eyes starts roaming around. She doesn't remember seeing that in her vision. There was no cliff, she starts to panic but then soon came back to her senses and start walking, or at least tries to search her way back to Cole and Leo.
Stumbled through the road she walks, not paying any attention to the road, she walks right into a middle of nowhere. "Cole? Leo?" Phoebe hollered out there name in a soft tone of voice. "Cole? Leo? Answer me please." She walked and sobbed at the same time, not knowing where she was or what's going to happen next.
Glimpse of lights flashes through the road as Phoebe turns her head and take a look. In her head, in her mind she keeps telling herself it's not "him", she prays it would be Darryl or Leo or Cole! Anybody but him!
How can one human being kills so many witches? Who is he? What's the story behind all this murders? What does he have against witches, especially the good ones? How the hell could a human have possibly had the strength to kill approximately 20 Wiccans including her sisters, the Charmed Ones, the most powerful witches of all? What have they done to him? These questions have never been asked nor answered.
The lights flashes continuously, Phoebe jogged to the side of the road and squint her eyes as the light blaze in her eyes. She ran as the vehicle catches up with her and honking at her. The more she runs the speed catches up. She ran and ran until her reach a dead end. Rocky, mountain surrounds her, filled with more trees, rocks, soils, worms, and other tiny insects crawl on the moist rich dirt. There's no way to turn, nowhere to run. Her life had flashes before her eyes, or so she concluded. The vehicle keeps honking at her, trying to grab her attention.
"PHOEBE!" She imagines someone screaming out her name.
"PHOEBE!" There it goes again, through the thick heavy frozen fog. She could hear her name perfectly.
"What do you want?" she cried.
"Phoebe, it's me Cole!" He cries out to her. Well, it sounds a lot like Cole. Phoebe thought, and gives it a sigh of relieve.
"Oh, Cole!" She ran toward the light happily. "Cole?"
She ran to the middle of the road waving her hands up the air. Closer and closer the brightness came. The vehicle didn't seem to stop, it keeps going, and going.
"Stop, please stop!" She yelled and swung her arm across to the side of her face to prevent the beam of lights gets in her eyes. With in a matter of second her body was shattered before the vehicle…
Appalling thoughts clouded her mind as she scamper into the road, far from the wood, far from the problem, and far from the corpses. She doesn't even know why she was running. But, she just kept on running. Soon, she reached a high cliff at peak point, out look to the atmosphere of San Francisco. The city filled with brilliant brightness of lights, the street was as busy as a bee. Traffics jammed with cars furiously, zooming upward and downward like a line of working ants.
Standing there, she lifted up her face; she could feel the cool breeze swept across her face. Took a deep breath as she keeps her eyes closed. Oh, the images of her sisters just haunted her. The psycho was off her mind. The images of her sister flooded through her head. The image of horror, of bloodsheds, of murder …
Glancing at her surrounding, she looked confused. It'd must had been a long run if she couldn't make it out to where she was. Her curious eyes starts roaming around. She doesn't remember seeing that in her vision. There was no cliff, she starts to panic but then soon came back to her senses and start walking, or at least tries to search her way back to Cole and Leo.
Stumbled through the road she walks, not paying any attention to the road, she walks right into a middle of nowhere. "Cole? Leo?" Phoebe hollered out there name in a soft tone of voice. "Cole? Leo? Answer me please." She walked and sobbed at the same time, not knowing where she was or what's going to happen next.
Glimpse of lights flashes through the road as Phoebe turns her head and take a look. In her head, in her mind she keeps telling herself it's not "him", she prays it would be Darryl or Leo or Cole! Anybody but him!
How can one human being kills so many witches? Who is he? What's the story behind all this murders? What does he have against witches, especially the good ones? How the hell could a human have possibly had the strength to kill approximately 20 Wiccans including her sisters, the Charmed Ones, the most powerful witches of all? What have they done to him? These questions have never been asked nor answered.
The lights flashes continuously, Phoebe jogged to the side of the road and squint her eyes as the light blaze in her eyes. She ran as the vehicle catches up with her and honking at her. The more she runs the speed catches up. She ran and ran until her reach a dead end. Rocky, mountain surrounds her, filled with more trees, rocks, soils, worms, and other tiny insects crawl on the moist rich dirt. There's no way to turn, nowhere to run. Her life had flashes before her eyes, or so she concluded. The vehicle keeps honking at her, trying to grab her attention.
"PHOEBE!" She imagines someone screaming out her name.
"PHOEBE!" There it goes again, through the thick heavy frozen fog. She could hear her name perfectly.
"What do you want?" she cried.
"Phoebe, it's me Cole!" He cries out to her. Well, it sounds a lot like Cole. Phoebe thought, and gives it a sigh of relieve.
"Oh, Cole!" She ran toward the light happily. "Cole?"
She ran to the middle of the road waving her hands up the air. Closer and closer the brightness came. The vehicle didn't seem to stop, it keeps going, and going.
"Stop, please stop!" She yelled and swung her arm across to the side of her face to prevent the beam of lights gets in her eyes. With in a matter of second her body was shattered before the vehicle…