Wet Revenge

She drowned, but her story was far from over.

When five so-called friends betrayed her, leaving her to perish in an abandoned city reservoir nestled in the mountains, her death should have been the end. But it wasn’t. She awoke, tethered to the icy depths of the reservoir—no longer human, no longer mortal. Eternity became her prison, confined to the water’s expanse, save for fleeting visits beneath the shade of the tree where their friendship once bloomed.

As she grappled with her cursed existence, a terrifying truth emerged: she now commanded water itself. Rivers, rain, and reservoirs bent to her will, whispering the promise of vengeance. What began as a flicker of anger grew into an unrelenting tide of retribution.

Through relentless practice, her powers expanded, granting her passage through the veins of the city’s water network. Pipes became her pathways, fountains her windows, every droplet her weapon. She could reach any home, any faucet, any pool. Her plan crystallized, each moment of waiting sharpening her resolve.

And so, she listened. Day after day, night after night, she awaited the sound—the signal that her revenge could finally begin. Months passed until one day... she heard it.

Her vengeance was no longer a dream. It was coming. For each of them.