Piper let out an anxious laugh at that question. No, obviously she was not okay. Really not fucking okay. Yesterday her biggest worry was running out of her favorite lipstick color. Now.

"It was dark... but it was like this really pale man except he had awful teeth and cold dead eyes. And he was so strong he could lift me off the ground with just one hand." Even recounting that much had her breath coming in panicked gasps.

"How the fuck am I supposed to be able to defend myself against something like that? The thing moved like it was made of shadows."