In the Tub

She sinks into wetness, releasing a long sigh, becomes suffused with the heat seeping into her bones. With eyes closed, she's drifting - the world outside, with all it’s turmoil, slowly fading. The spider moves along the rim, black legs in motion. Sensing a presence, her eyes spring open. A scream rends the silence. A hasty exit - water churning, bathtub abandoned, wet footprints leading out. The spider crawls on, oblivious.