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The sky in her world was so very blue broken only by dots and dashes of puffy white clouds.
"Uh oh."
The air was crisp and clean and fresh and blasting through her in regulated breaths.
"I've got blood in the abdomen."
Sage was falling.
"Pressure's dropping."
Sage knew she was dreaming but still clawed at the air trying to climb back up to safety. If you fall and hit the ground in your dream you never wake up, right? She wondered if that was true or an old wife's tale. She tried to think of anybody she knew who hit the ground in their dreams. Then she grimly remembered she never bothered to ask anyone she knew about their dreams when she had the chance. The way her body felt at the moment, she believed she was just about all out of chances.
"Better get that bleeder clamped now."
Tumbling still, she glanced over her shoulder to see how much time was left to her life. The ground below was racing up to greet her. But, her panic slowed when she saw the huge stone slab directly below her. Each inch closer she dropped the stone cracked and shook. Something inside was trying to break free of its prison. Sage stopped struggled upward and turn toward the rapidly approaching earth. A great paw broke out and up.
"Shit! Norman, scrub in. I need another pair of hands here. Abdomen's full of blood."
Intrigued with the emerging figure, Sage found herself willing her body down, back to the ground. With a giant roar, a head and mane tore loose of the crumbling rock. The stone beast turned silted eyes and gaping jaw sky ward. In a moment of panic, Sage thought it would devour her whole. She began to twist, fighting the unavoidable law of gravity.
"Son of a bitch! She's in a-fib. Get the Hell out of her belly, she's coding!"
At the last possible moment of her descent, Sage saw the lion grin and reach his paw out to snatch her back to his massive chest.
"Cardiac arrest."
"Full code.
"Get the paddles."
"CLEAR!"
Knowing she was saved, Sage relaxed her lifeless body into the stone cold embrace.