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Caitlin loves her bathroom. She's put work into making it comfortable and pretty... large mirrors and a a dressing table with her cosmetics, lots of light and candles for the cold nights when she relaxes in a hot bath.
A bath is one of the little rituals that puts her in a balanced frame of mind for working magic and she has enough time to indulge and relax a bit before Wade is due with Anna.
She turns the faucett, running her fingers under the water to gauge the temperature and then turns away, unwrapping the belt on her robe and hanging it on a hook. She turns to step into the water when she sees it, translucent, glittering... a watery almost invisible tentacle coming up from the tub and lashing around her, hauling her into the bathtub.
She struggles against it, calling fire with her mind and burning the thing wrapped around her which recoils and withdraws slightly. She can't see it but she can feel it, here in the room with her.

Cait scrambles, slipping in the water that's mostly filled the bathtub and sloshes against the white enamelled tub, cracking her head against the side.

Slightly dizzy but still trying to stand, she catches sight of the elemental before it attacks again and she's too slow. A gaping mouth closes around her arm, razor sharp shark teeth shredding the skin while it shoves her head under the water.

And then it's gone, the connection snapped as suddenly as it appeared. She half hauls herself out of the bathtub, half falls over the side onto the wet floor of the bathroom, taking deeps breaths of air. It will be a little while before she can think about what just happened.


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Caitlin Hunt

July 2016

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