[@SepticGentleman][@UrbanEvolution]

[b]Very Uncomfortable Bed[/b]

Piper stared. Snake. There was a snake on the ground below her. A trickle of fear ran through her.
She couldn’t quite tell where the snake ended- she couldn’t see anything below the hard fabric she was on. The snake looked like it was asleep, which was a relief. Sleeping snakes wouldn’t bite her. There was a smoky smell. Fire? She couldn’t recall how she’d come to be on a terribly uncomfortable bed with a fire nearby and a snake under it. She tried to move, but it hurt. It felt as though she was bruised everywhere but her head. She’d packed something for this, though. A restorative potion, she just needed to reach in her hat and-

Wait, where was the hat? She didn’t feel anything at all. It wasn’t there. Where had it gone? She turned her head a bit. She was in some sort of cave, with a dying fire nearby. The outside could be seen, it was raining. Raining. Rain was nice. Rain made her feel relaxed, and helped her heal faster and better. One of the perks of being a water witch.
Try as she might, though, she couldn’t find her hat. It wasn’t on the ground near her. Perhaps the snake had eaten it. She hoped not. She rather liked Hatty. He was useful.

“Hatty? Where are you?” she squeaked out. Her voice was a little higher than usual. Maybe it was from being underwater so long. Something shifted behind her. Was Hatty back there? She couldn’t tell, she wouldn’t be able to move that much until she got that restorative out and activated it. Speaking of-

Hang on, her wand was gone, too! The entire holster was missing. She stared at her unusually blank arm. Where had it gone? Had it been ripped out in the watery spinning nonsense she’d been subjected to?
She froze. The snake had moved, and her bed shifted a bit too. Was the snake so big that it could move her bed all on its own? Oh no. A snake that big could outright [i]eat[/i] her. Dying by poison was preferable to being eaten alive. She knew this. She’d asked a few ghosts before. 

“Oh no...” she said, almost a whisper. She didn’t want the snake to hear her. Where was the person that had brought her here? Maybe they could protect her. Wait, had the snake already eaten them, too? Maybe that was why the fire was dying. She was defenseless without her wand and hat, too.