95 Anxiety

Water flowed against her feet. Fountains layered over one another upwards on a wall. It was the second weekend into the month and Vanessa hadn't beaten her mission. Just the motioning of the pouring large fountain gave her a sickness of water being shoved into her stomach.

Gazing into the rainbow being reflected from the aesthetic fountain, a rush of water being flooding into her nose occurred. Flashbacks played in Vanessa's mind. Not of simulation, but of genuine fear of how dreadful it is to drown.

After a gasp for air, Vanessa decided it was time to sit down. But the feeling didn't stop. Her body began contracting as to throw up a liquid that wasn't there. This little fountain was surely beautiful. But the trauma caused by the water maiden took the experience away.