The Water is Rising

Stumbling in her flat, Riley's head pulsated from the constant complaints, bratty kids, and outrageous hours. She shuffled to the loo only to discover she was out of Advil, slamming the cabinet door shut she checked the time on her wristwatch.

“Great, looks like I'm getting takeout again,” she sighed. “Because I need to meditate.”

Walking to her bedroom she kicked off her shoes and felt her toes sink into the shaggy carpet. Riley made a direct path to her closet to change into more leisurely clothes; remembering the reports of a peeping Tom in the area. Exiting the closet she grabs a box of matches and a candle to help her meditation.

Plopping down on the floor indian style Riley places the candle in front of her, then strikes a match to light the wick of the candle and unconsciously levels her breathing.

She stares at the candle with a quieting mind. Her body begins to slouch as she sinks deeper then tenses at feeling all the negativity of the day bubble up ready to be released. Closing her eyes she breathes more heavily, also expelling the simmering pot of emotions. Riley keeps her eyes closed as she submerges deeper, using a technique her old yoga teacher taught.

She drifts wistfully down the river of thoughts in her mind letting them guide her. The sound of water being disturbed falls upon deaf ears as an elevator rises from the water opening its doors just in time for Riley not to hit them. They close gently while the water moves around her form, preventing her from hitting the walls. Opening her eyes Riley sees the tinted glass walls of the elevator and waits for them to fade as usual.

Meanwhile her physical form remains still, except for instinctive goosebumps and hair slowly rising from a beady glinting dark gaz...

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...er glass confinement; afraid that if she did move so would her mater, right off the edge of the building.The water was between chest and neck level now. Eireann was swaying back and forth on the balls of her feet with the wind cradling her, each sway inching her to death.

And then she fell.

Riley began beating the glass walls as her mater fell, repeatedly ramming into the walls and doors as they seemed to smother her. The elevator was completely filled with water now but Riley remained oblivious until she saw her dyed brown hair floating around her. Her eyes widened and she beat with more ferocity not only to save her maters life but hers too. Even though she was beating the doors her Id made sure a small thump was heard and then the ear splitting scream of Mrs Sibaen.

At the sound of Mrs Sibaens scream the glass elevator shattered; becoming one with the water.