𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑❜𝐒 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒, Penelope's eyes widened drastically partially not wanting so much blame to fall on her, it wasn't like it was real anyways.
It was just a creepy book they'd found in the attic of their old-old house, although horrible when thought about that way, Penelope still couldn't explain it, sometimes it only felt right to read the book.
Like it was she'd seen the book before, but she just couldn't place it, so it didn't feel odd reading the words.
"It's just a book though," She attempted to clear her name on the subject, especially since in her mind it could've been a lot worse. "at least it's not a poltergeist like I thought."
Although her answer didn't seem to satisfy either of her sister, given Piper only gave her a deadpanned before turning to give a look to Prue.
The two seemingly coming to some kind of mental agreement before they turned and began to head out of the attic, their actions causing Phoebe and Penelope to do the same.
Glancing at each other before they followed behind the pair, knowing this wouldn't be the end of the conversation so there would be no reason for them to wait around in the attic alone.
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𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐏𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄, Penelope trailed partially to the behind Phoebe, who stood behind Piper and Prue; the four all heading down in a similar pattern and manner.
