Loud banging on the door took my attention. Before the door slammed open, the hand was gone.
"Are you okay? What happened?"
Rylan was so worried. Maybe I shrieked without realizing it and he heard me.
I could feel the coldness from my face and if I could see myself now, I'm pretty sure I'm as pale as a ghost.
I looked back to the showerhead to check if what I saw was just my imagination. It was indeed gone, but I know I saw something. I felt it.
"The water must be too hot." Rylan took the white towel that was hanging behind the door.
I was so shocked by what happened that even Rylan came in, I didn't do anything.
He wrapped the towel around me and carried me back to his bedroom.
"Grandma! Could you get us some dry towels?" He yelled to Grandma May who was, I assume, in the kitchen
