She was awake just long enough to hear birds chirping, bits and bobs of technology falling around her, and a slight breeze twirl her hair around. Awake just long enough to look down and see the knee replacements had broken, which she smiled at. And she was awake JUST long enough to feel a sense of dread and horrow as she heard a mechanical whirring behind her and a heavily computerized voice thanking her for assuming the Party Escort Submission Position, and just barely awake to feel the sensation of asphalt sliding beneath her as she was dragged back into Aperture.