Maid of the Mist

This is a true story that did not take pace in the Niagra Falls by the way..

A few days ago i was taking a hot shower when the lights went out. The mist from the hot water swirled up into the air in a lacy pattern with intricate designs. The mist formed a woman in a long, lacy, grey (obviously because of the mist) gown that swept the floor. She had lavish curls tht reached her waist and her face was covered with a veil (the same pattern as her dress). Her cold hands touched my face and i shivered in her frigid aura.

The heat was slowly leaving, it was as if she was feeding on it, all the colour left my face and had a pale complexion. All the water became little crytal drops perspirating on the celing, this part looked like that scene for the movie the ring 2 but when she removed her veil i saw she was genuinly pretty, but looked scared she softly said "paenitet", which i found out later on meant "sorry" in Latin, and left.

I wish I could see her again I have so many questions i need to ask...