Katherine: Narrative 12

                As they all discuss among one another about how the dragon got in and why he was there, I wander off to explore and find my room.  They are stupid if they cannot figure out why he was here, he is going to help release the other dragons.  I could care less how he got in here; it is nice to know there is someone else here besides these idiots.  I quickly find a hallway branching off from the living room with five doors on each side with another door at the end of the hall.  I try to open the first door on the left, it’s locked, and this must be the room Tilk is occupying at the moment.  I turn and try to open the door opposite this on the right of the hall, it opens and inside is a fairly simple room lined with soft blue walls.  There is a simple full-size bed centered on the back wall with a teddy bear resting center on the pillows.  Sandalwood furnishings accent the room and it gives a very calm and serene feeling inside of me. 

               I wander over to a door located near the back of the room.  I open it to find a simple bathroom; mirror, sink, toilet, and shower.  I strip down from my clothing; it looks a dirty mess from ash, smoke, dirt and sweat.  I sit down on the toilet and begin to unzip my boots and throw them to a corner of the bathroom.  I gather the clothing in my arms and step into the shower.  Throwing the clothing in a pile in the corner of the shower, I just stand there feeling the water run over me.  I could go into a trance watching the water quickly drip from my hair hanging in front of my face. 

As the water hits my clothing in the corner, I can see the dirt and grime sliding from the material toward the drain.  Watching the filth run from my clothing snaps me back to what I was doing in the shower to begin with.  There is a simple bar of soap resting in a tiny alcove in the wall of the shower.  I take the soap and begin rubbing it over my hands to give it a good lather, the scent of trees and grass seem to fill into my nostrils. 

I pick up my black leggings and begin scrubbing them with the soap first, I try to wash into parts of the leggings before rinsing them off and tossing them over the frosted glass that separates the shower from the rest of the bathroom.  My shirt is quick to wash, just a simple blue sleeveless blouse that buttons up the front.   The long pleats at the base of the right side of the shirt are frayed slightly from extended wear and I almost forget to clean under the collar of the shirt.  I drape it over the frosted glass with the leggings and begin to scrub my unmentionables to hang over the shower glass as well before I begin to scrub a dirt and grime from my own body and hair.  After the shower, I leave my clothing resting over the edge of the frosted glass to dry.  I head back into the bedroom and lay down on the soft pink paisley bed sheets.  I grab the bear and place it under my head and drift into sleep.