The next sensation she had was of warm liquid, the noise in her ears intensifying with the sound of running water. Hands, fingers, wet cloth stroked her skin as she melted into a state of faint awareness, her head leaning back against a firm surface. She felt weightless, care-free, and sheltered. Feeling more at ease than she could remember feeling in a very long time, she drifted blissfully in and out of awareness, passively noting that the water had vanished at some point, replaced with a warm cloth, perhaps a towel. She was cocooned in soft warmth and then held again, motion lulling her to sleep for a moment before she felt herself being placed on a smooth semi-firm surface. Hands on her again, rubbing her ankles, her knees, her backside, her elbows, her wrists, her neck. She whimpered as cool pressure was placed on those tender areas but sighed as the soreness faded quickly with the gentle strokes. She was drifting, floating, sinking... gradually the oscillation between slumber and consciousness ceased as she surrendered to the lull of sleep that had eluded her for so long. 