She stared at the pool. No one came at this hour. Same light, same air. She had finished her books. The chair was uncomfortable. She stared glassy eyed at the slightly rippling water. A dragon erupted from the bottom of the pool, flexed its wings, and shrieked to rip breakers in half. She stared into its sea eyes as its snout lined with sickle sharp teeth gaped open and its red tongue lolled out. The dragon stared back.
1. She climbed on its back, the dragon dived, and she was never seen again.
2. “No splashing in the pool,” she said.
3. The dragon ate her.
4. She blinked slowly. “You aren’t supposed to be here,” she said.