Prue watched the portrait appear and began playing with the strand of hair that had fallen into her face. She somehow had a feeling that she was supposed to know who this was, but then again she had the feeling that she didn't, after all she wasn't one to read horror movies, let alone research anything about the authors.
With a sigh she twirled the quill a couple of times in small circles, taking down more notes about what was happening. She could always ask Abby if she was familiar with this author by owl later... |