A.N: I don't own anything.

I know this chapter is really kinda short. I'm sorry. I had plans for this chapter but decided to split it up. I'm also busy at work, holidays are coming. But I am going to work on the fourth chapter tonight. Hope you guys enjoy.

Piper:

She spent weeks in that little room, confined and alone with her worst enemy: her mind. And when she wasn't staring at the walls, pacing, or chewing on her stubby fingernails, slept slept. She dreamed.

Wide fields of green grass. The sun shining down on her in summertime. Floating in a huge blue pool, water gently lapping against her fingers. Flying in a hot air balloon. Anything and everything that represented freedom, she dreamed of it. When she slept was the only time she was truly happy and content, no worries of guilt, consequences, or fear. Just her old life.

But there was always him. Always right next to her, enjoying the scenery with her, smiling at her like he always did, and laughing as well. It was so maddening to know he could still torture her like this. After the fifth consecutive dream of him in a row, she woke up with a start. She sat up, her gut clenched with anguish, curled up into a ball, and screamed. Screamed until it turned into crying because, after that, even her dreams weren't an escape she could look forward to. It just added to the insanity of it all.

Of course, she missed him terribly. Their last conversation tore her apart, but she couldn't be angry at him. It was all true, and she had hurt him enough that he felt the need to let her go completely. It broke her. But she still loved him, missed his warmth under the blankets during these cold winter night. His kisses. Just hearing him smile through the phone these last few weeks had been enough to keep her just a little bit sane.

Now though, everything was over. She had lost him and Alex, in one day. Both of them were so important to her, so dear and beloved. Both two different ends of the spectrum. Night and day. Her sun and moon. But here, in this tiny little room filled with screams and silence all at once? She didn't have her sun or moon. No concept of time whatsoever.

She never knew her thoughts, her own mind, could be this torturous.

That was the night when Piper began screaming, just to blot out all thoughts. She didn't want to hear them anymore. Anything was better than hearing their voices in her head, denying her, doubting her, abandoning her. "Go away." "We're done."

"Goodbye."

Her anguish was added to the chaos of screaming that was SHU. Just another voice among the desperate and lost.