Jenny leaned down and slowly submerged her hand into the water. Nothing... she breathed a sigh of relief, when a sudden silence dropped down. The sobs stopped, but Jenny could suddenly feel someone take her hand the skin being rough almost rubbery and gooey.
A bright flash ran through the girls mind as memory got imprinted in the girls mind. Becky ran for dear life as the loud screams of the villagers surrounded the house and first signs of fire started popping up. Why did they come here? What could she have possibly done to deserve such hate. The rallying vile shouts echoed from outside "Burn the witch!" "Burn the scum from our land!" tears formed in the girls eyes, she never did anything. She was just living here alone with her grief over her lost sister, why must she suffer more! So much hate around her!
The flames started creeping into and around the first floor the girl barely had anywhere to run! Water! She needed to find water it would protect her from the flames! The girl dashed past the stairs, through the study... the flames at her heels and quickly jumped into the hottub letting in some cold water. Streams of tears ran down her face, first she lost Nina and now all this hate. Why? She only wanted to help them, why would they do this! The girl couldn't contain her sobbing as the flames closed in around her, closing off the girl in the tub "NINA! NINA!" her sister always protected, always saved her. Where was she now?... the flames quickly burned away at the air as the smoke filled the girls lungs, she died crying in the boiling water. Her last breath that of grief and sorrow...
Jenny quickly lunged back from the memory...