Piper cleaned up the rest of the kitchen after Paige left the room, having nothing better to do. She couldn't figure out why Phoebe was in such a hurry, or why Paige was so tired. It didn't make sense. Wyatt giggled in his high chair, flinging his spoon to the floor. Piper picked it up and gave it back to him, gently kissing his forehead. That was when she felt herself hit the kitchen wall.

Paige was jolted awake when a loud thudding noise came from downstairs. She sat up and looked around, confused and still groggy from sleep. "Piper?" she called out. No answer came. Slowly, she climbed out of bed and walked to the doorway, peering out. The hallway was empty and the house had fallen silent. "Piper?" she called out again, stepping into the hall. There was the sound of footsteps on the stairs. Paige quickly hid herself and watched the stairwell. The footsteps were slow and steady, almost like a rhythm. She watched an unfamiliar woman about Piper's age climb the stairs. "A demon." she whispered, concealing herself further as to not be seen. The woman stopped at the doorway of Paige's room and peered in, searching. She looked around a few times but didn't see Paige, and she continued down the hall. Once she was out of the way, Paige mustered up the courage to flee from the bedroom and downstairs to the kitchen. There, she found a horrifying sight...