Chapter 13

CHAPTER 13

Skye

I am trapped in my own body. Like a corpse buried in a coffin.

I can't move.

Not a finger. Or a toe.

My legs are paralyzed.

I try, but can't pry my eyes open.

I'm living in darkness.

Every breath hurts.

I can't move my mouth.

My throat is as dry as a desert and so unbearably sore.

Like I've swallowed shards of glass.

Sometimes, I can't feel a thing.

That only lasts for a short while.

Until screaming pain seeps back into my bones.

I can only hear.

Fear fills me.

Rhythmic beeping sounds ring in my ears. Beep, beep, beep.

Around me, muffled voices. Male and female.

"How is she doing?"

"No improvement."

"She's still in a coma."

"It's been more than a week.

"What are her chances?"

Silence.

Please talk to me. Someone!

I don't know if I'm dead or alive. Or why I'm here.

I belong with my husband.

Finn. Beautiful Finn.

And my baby. My precious Maddie.

I love them with my heart and soul. With all I still have.

A glimmer of hope.

Maybe I'm alive. I can think with my mind. Feel with my heart.

Visions of our life together dance in my head.

Or perhaps it's all an illusion.

I drift off into a neverland, not sure if it's heaven or hell.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.

The voices: "She's flatlining!"

"She's going into cardiac arrest!"

"We're losing her!"

"Code blue emergency!"

Then, a white light.