Early Monday Morning, Suite 518/520
Apr. 23rd, 2007 05:55 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sensethevisionsThe problem with being a witch is that even when you are curled up in your comfy bed with two hot guys and sleeping peacefully, your powers never seem to take a break.
...dank... dark... falling...it's a hole... a deep hole... can't get out... shadows... walking away and leaving me here... come back! Falling things... come back!
Phoebe sat up screaming and shuddering. "No! Get me out of here!" She might have been trying to climb up something.
[[OOC: For the occupants of said bed. Premonition/Dream by permission.]]
...dank... dark... falling...it's a hole... a deep hole... can't get out... shadows... walking away and leaving me here... come back! Falling things... come back!
Phoebe sat up screaming and shuddering. "No! Get me out of here!" She might have been trying to climb up something.
[[OOC: For the occupants of said bed. Premonition/Dream by permission.]]
