An unusually warm raindrop lands at the back of your neck and slowly trickles down. A swirling pattern appears in the air overhead, pale spots on iridescence. Undulating slowly, an eel coalesces into the air, silvery eyes focused intently on your face. A sense of paralysis holds you as the eel drapes itself over your shoulders, cool and slick around your neck. Tighter, tighter, then suddenly gone, leaving a lingering chill that slowly fades.

-Mitkiahn