Bath

The water was running and the bubbles were added. A million tealights were lit and the soothing CD was playing in the background.
She slid into the tub and smiled. The day's stress washing away.
Her toe got caught on the chain by the plug. It tickled and she instinctively jerked her foot away from it. The plug was pulled out and water began to drain away.
Her foot was being sucked down the plughole and there was nothing she could do. It was too powerful to fight against and she was trying her hardest to no avail.
She screamed, but there was nobody else home. Her lower leg had been pulled down now too. She could feel her knee being squeezed by the plughole.
In the panic her arm had struck a tealight and it had been knocked on to the floor. A rug had caught fire and it had spread to the laundry hamper and curtains.
Weeks later the coroner couldn't decide whether the cause of death was drowning or being burned alive.