Chapter 7 by wicker

Does she make it to the hot tub? Or does Alex strike again?

To the Tub

Casey had to climb the fence, and as she did, she slipped off the top and fell into a damp flower bed, crushing the flowers and getting wet dirt and crushed flower petals and leaves on her in addition to the spaghetti and chocolate. She got up, scratching herself and trying not to vomit from the smell. She thanked her lucky stars she closed her eyes when she saw the powder blow off the fan, at least she had that going for her - no itching powder in her eyes, but the inside of her nostrils still itched, and her tongue was still numb.

She walked over to the hot tub. It had a cover on it to protect it from falling leaves and dirt. She shoved the top off, and it landed with a loud thud on the deck. "Fuhhhkhhh!" she said, hoping she did not draw any attention. She looked into the hot tub. "Fuuukkhhh muhhh!" The top was barely half full. Apparently the neighbors had not used it in a while. "Better than nothing," she thought as she climbed in to try to clean herself. The water was cold.

Casey did not notice the camera on the deck or the motion detector attached to it.