Trisha lay in a coma on life support, her parents crying near her hospital bed. Time was running out and the decision to discontinue the life support was being discussed. But unknown to her family and doctors she wasn't dead, but trapped inside, ins...
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Trisha held on tight as Screech reached the mountain tops, high above the storm. The night time temperature dropped quickly from high 70s over the desert to freezing as they gained the snow-covered mountain tops. Trisha put on her thick winter jacket and gloves to stay warm. One thing she appreciated being able to do in the Dream World with a simple thought.
Screech looked for the first landing spot he could find, near the first peek he came to, and plummeted down upon a frozen snowy slope. It was not a graceful landing but a sliding crash into a snowbank. Trisha was thrown clear from his back and tumbled through the waist deep snow. She thanked her lucky stars that it was a soft landing as she stood dusting the powder from her face and clothing. A freezing wind howled and bit at her face and exposed flesh. She quickly attached a face mask that helped, but the freezing wind still found a way through her clothing. She wouldn't last long. Freezing to death was a real possibility. How ironic, just hours before she was afraid of dying of heat stroke.
Trisha looked at Screech and wished he was Fluffy, with that warm fur coat and warm body to snuggle up against. Screech was a cold-blooded reptile, which did her no good for body warmth. He would be fine. Their bodies just slowed way down and they hibernated in the cold winters. "Hibernated in the cold!" Trisha thought, looking at Screech again. He had crashed, not landed. She ran to him and found him unconscious.
"Oh no, this is bad." She said, hitting the side of his head, trying to arouse him. Then she thought all she needed to do was warm him up and she could do that. She had the power of fire. She tried to connect with the power inside, but she was having trouble. Her teeth were chattering, and her entire body was shaking uncontrollably. "Hypothermia." She thought, falling up against Screech as the powerful wind knocked her over. She couldn't feel her legs or her hands. Trying desperately to find the fire inside, she began to hallucinate. A man made of ice was standing above her. She was fighting to stay awake, remembering that if you fell asleep while suffering from hypothermia, you didn't wake back up. Which normally she would think was the silliest thing in the world, since she literally was living in a Dream World. But her mind wasn't working right now.
She noticed some things off and on while fighting against unconsciousness. Being carried.... Ice Man.... Freezing.... Ice Castle.... Dungeon.... Warm blankets... Sleep. Then she was back in the real world listening to the heart monitors constant beep... beep... beep. Unable to move or do anything, she now suffered a different fate than freezing to death. Boredom!
After a few hours of listening to that god awful heart monitor beeping, to her great relief she heard her mother's voice, and the heart monitor finally made a different sound. She was so happy she wanted to cry. Her mother heard the difference as well and called for the doctor, telling him what had happened.
"Yes, Ms. Bishop, I can see on the recording the increase when you spoke to her." The doctor told her. "We have been reviewing the record and found another instance when another patient was found in her room talking to her Monday morning."
