Her back hurt and she winced when she was hugged tighter but she took comfort from her friend but was disturbed by what Lucy said about a woman. â€œWoman?â€ She asked when she found herself breathing a little faster. â€œI thought it was that man. He was standing right outside your door.â€ her breath caught in her throat and she was almost on the verge of hyperventilating. Piper wasnâ€™t one to panic normally but then again, seeing a guy with his brains blown out and still walking, hearing abut a woman whoâ€™s lips and eyes were sewn shut. This was something she was starting to panic for.<br/><br/>â€œI got out of bed and the next thing I knew I was pulled under the bed. I didnâ€™t see anything but the grip was cold, clammy and felt like it was about to fall apart.â€ Shivering internally and externally she tried to whip the thought from her head. â€œWhat are we going to do.â€ She asked her voice hushed and nervous. There were a lot of things she could take, this wasnâ€™t one of them. â€œDo you know who it is, what it is, or why it is happening.â€ In her attempt to try and rationalize things she had an image of Lucyâ€™s scared face.