Aurora didn't expect anything from a visit to the bathroom.
There wasn't any difference between bathing in the restroom below and the one on the second floor. Still, she welcomed the warm water running down her body, washing away the dirt and exhaustion that had glued itself to her for days.
The clean and transparent water turned murky. Aurora stared in a dumbfounded manner as she hadn't expected herself to accumulate filth that much. That hasn't happened for a whole year.
A not-so-distant memory filled her as she remembered the last time she was in the same condition. A time when she was not allowed out of that room and had no place to clean herself for weeks. But only a few days had passed, though?
