Lydia woke up to the sound of rushing water. Something was instantly wrong. Water was everywhere. Lydia surged forward to turn off the bathtub water. As Lydia pulled herself from the bathtub, a wave of water overflowed the tub adding to the half inch of water already covering the tiles. As she pulled her second foot out of the bathtub, her first foot slipped out from under her. Lydia fell hard. Her head bounced off the tile floor. Blood filled her mouth from where her teeth bit down. Lydia crawled on her hand and knees to the cabinet. She pulled herself up on her knees and grabbed the bottom of a stack of towels. Lydia cursed as the soft, yellow cotton fell around her head.