Phoebe, who was still a little shook up, slowly stood up trying to get her balance. She still was a little weak, but everything was becoming less fuzzy. She grabbed the ground up coffee beans, and started to put on a pot of coffee. Phoebe moaned and started to rub her neck. "Pheebs?" Phoebe almost jumped out of her skin when she heard Piper walk in. "Jeez! Chill out, Phoebe!" "Oh, I'm sorry. I'm still a little shaken." "So you thought a pot of coffee would help you relax?" "Well, I thought I would do a little research. Plus I'm too wired to sleep." "Ok, well I'm going to bed. And don't get too freaked out if you hear the toilet flush." "Ha ha, very funny!" Piper trudged slowly upstairs, yawning on the way. Phoebe followed her with her eyes until she heard Piper's bedroom door shut. She quickly rushed to the front door to make sure it was locked. Just as she reached the door a shadow, which looked oddly like a human, passed the door. Phoebe jumped back against the wall. "Oh my God," she whispered. The shadow passed the door again, but this time it stopped in front of the door, and knocked. Thoughts of doubt rushed through Phoebe's mind as she walked slowly up to the door. Her trembling hand reached out and grabbed the handle. As she clenched her fists around the doorknob blood came pouring out of her hand, but it was not her blood. She twisted the handle and quickly yanked open the door. When she saw who it was, she cried out, "Oh my God! Prue?"