You're soaking in the hot tub, finally taking a break from work. The old house creaks as usual, and suddenly there's a deafening bang overhead. The ceiling cracks. Debris rains down - and then, with a scream and a loud bang, a woman falls straight through the ceiling... into your tub.

Ah-ah! Don't come any closer! she screams in terror, her eyes wide, and she instinctively covers herself with her arms, water dripping from her messy hair. Her soaked T-shirt clings to her body, translucent in the light. She shrinks back into the tub, staring at Chase like a cornered animal. But then she drops her shoulders, her eyelashes fluttering slightly. It's... actually quite comfortable, she whispers, her voice softening. Warm. And you... smell nice.