"What happened to you Paige?"
Paige gazed at her in astonishment. Why is Phoebe acting so strange? Why is she looking at me like a ghost? She felt disorientated; she was unsure how long she had been in the stars. For although she felt like she had been floating for hours, the morning sun still streamed through the conservatory windows, making her wonder if her star lit symphony had even happened. Even as she stood there she could feel it drifting her away from, becoming less real every second.
But when Phoebe, seeing her sister's confusion, turned her to the mirror it all came back to her, like a wave of memory and emotion, more vivid and sharp than it had been even immediately after when she found herself in the attic. She gazed at herself in the glass, saw the transformation that had so shocked Phoebe. And didn't feel surprise.
Somewhere inside of her, her instinct was asking the questions she knew were important. How was this all connected to what she had seen last night? To seeing Piper on the floor? To that strange addition to the book? She knew she had to tell her sisters about what had happened - they needed to check the Book of Shadows, protect Piper from the fate she had seen, prevent her nephews from losing their mom. But these thoughts were becoming distant as she focused on the eyes of her reflection, and the music she had heard before returned, encompassing her mind as it rose and fell in sweet harmony, a melody that one feels you know but could never recreate in your mind if you tried.
As she stretched her hand out to touch her reflection, Piper entered the room behind where Phoebe stood, happy in the morning sun and humming to herself a tune that had she hadn't been able to get out of her head all morning. Just in time to take in the change in Paige. And watch Paige's reflection reach out, take Paige's hand and guide her into the mirror. And disappear in a flurry of tiny lights.