Not one of Viv's best. A bathroom can be a treacherous place...

Vivianne entered. The luxuriousness of the bathroom made our fair-haired heroine almost uncomfortable. Not only there were beautiful golden, white and black ornaments everywhere - the ceiling was over 10 feet high and one wall was decorated by a glittering mosaic of demons and angels fighting against each other! "Wow," said Vivianne.

Then she entered a stall, sat down and peed, sighing with relief. When she flushed the toiled, she noticed even the flush lever is shaped to the likeness of a dragon's head.

Smiling with wonder and delight, she left the stall to wash her hands, as any well-behaved girl should.

The basin was another marvel of interior design. Its pedestal was made of expensive stone and decorated with a mischievous demon's face. It looked almost scary, but Vivianne laughed at her own cowardice and approached the black marble washbowl.

Only when she started washing her hands, she realized her mistake; as she has stepped closer, her weight activated some hidden mechanism, and a splash of water came out of the demonic sculpture's mouth.

"Crap!" yelled the goth girl, instantly shocked by her foul mouth. "I mean... in the name of the Goddess! What foolery is this?"

She looked down. Her panties were dripping wet. The stone faced kept grinning sneeringly, a narrow trickle of water still flowing out of its mouth and onto the floor.

"Very amusing," thought Vivianne, not without irony.

Her stripped knee socks were slightly wet too, but that was only a minor nuisance. Vivianne knew they would dry up on her feet quickly enough, so there was no need to take them off; that was, however, not true in the case of her panties.

"Since when does haunted mean riddled with booby-traps?" she grunted, when was slowly removing her shoes and carefully pulling down the sweetest piece of her underwear. "But really! Do the people who designed this pathetic excuse for a haunted hotel really think there's anything even remotely scary about a stone face spewing water on people's legs? Good Goddess!"

She managed to squeeze some water out of the panties, but they remained soggy and extremely uncomfortable to wear. She knew she had to dry them somehow.