I fall to the ground with my face burning from the blow.

I wake up from the fright of my dream. I run my hands over my face and feel none of the pain I always remember suffering in my dreams. Only, it is the first time in a year that this has happened again.

I search around, a little dazed, trying to see where I am. Alone for a change. Through the window of Hunter's room, there is little light passing through the curtains, which tells me it is freezing and not very sunny.

I get up uncoordinatedly and head towards the bathroom. Bathtub, you beautiful piece of work....