"It's cold." She thinks frowning. She shivers violently, uncontrollably, her muscles dancing to their own tune. She can't believe they can still twitch; she feels frozen all the way through to her bone marrow. She pulls her arms and legs to her chest, trying to fend off the cold that's somehow managed to seep into her very being. She's honestly surprised she can move at all, and that she isn't a solid block of ice. Reid would know avalanche statistics. A voice whispers to her. Who said that? Was that her voice? Who is this Reid? These thoughts make her wonder for a moment who she is, where she is, and how she got here, before she decides there are more important things to think about, like finding some warmth.
She opens her eyes to darkness. There's absolutely nothing around her, not even a ground to sit on. Her body is weightless, but bodies should have weight and gravity should act upon those bodies. At this realization she drops, falling faster and faster with each passing second. Her stomach flops, her hair streams past her face, she's sure she's falling backwards and she really doesn't want to be conscious when she hits the ground. An image of someone's head smashed against pavement passes through her mind. It scares her, almost more then the fall itself. Where did it come from? But she gets side tracked and can't help but think that she's been falling for a long time now, it can't be much further to the bottom...she's about ready to beg for death (or unconsciousness) when an electric shock passes through her, waking her. She weakly opens her eyes to see doctors, no EMTs surrounding her. They look relieved. She closes her eyes, hoping for a better dream.
She only learns later that she had died...
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