"Through the water she can make out the signs of lines,
Dark edges that seep into one another,
Blending the dimensions of reality,
Soft pink and gold straddling navy blue neighbors,
The walls are breathing, talking, screaming, panicing.
She keeps quiet,
Letting her fingers quiver and punch at the vulnerable keys.
Her knees keeps twitching but now the keys have twisted into a serpent-
Phoenix limbs dipping in to the tear away the scales and devour the tender flesh beneath,
Surging with thick red liquid blood.
Crystallized pain and the slithering sound of death."