A bathtub.

(chapter originally by anonenffan at writing.com)

Splash!

Both Mackenzie and Lana had fallen out of the narrow shower into a more open room with water. The sensation was noticeably warm. Once they both resurfaced from the water, they both had realized where they had ended up.

"Another bathroom?" Mackenzie said. She looked around this room and found it very clean like the one before. Unfortunately, like the one before, there wasn't a single towel to be found. The red head rolled her eyes. "We're already clean, what does the pervert that designed this place want?"

"I think this is a little bit more than a bathroom," Lana said. "Look at the tub," she pointed out.

Mackenzie leaned back in realization. The bath tub was heart shaped. She took a step, and though she felt something on the floor of the tub. The red head leaned down to look at it. It wasn't easy to see because the tub was almost waist deep. The object looked like some kind of nozzle.

"It's almost more like a hot tub of some kind." Lana noted.

"Why would a haunted house have a hot tub?" Mackenzie said. She let her hand glide through the water for a moment. "At least it's warm. The park gets a little chilly at night."

Suddenly, there was a humming noise, and the nozzle turned on. It wasn't long before both girls realized that the tub actually had many nozzles.

"Ooooh!" Mackenzie almost screamed. At least one of the nozzles had taken aim, and it was hitting a sensitive spot. She moved her hands to shield between her legs. She saw Lana was doing the same thing.

"Maybe we should get out," Lana said, with a slight blush.

"Yeah, lets get out before things get-"

"DON'T SAY THAT!" Lana said, trying to stop Mackenzie from uttering the cursed phrase. But it was too late. Neither Mackenzie or Lana were going to leave that tub very quickly because...