[ Oh. The dream. She'd forgotten about it in the panic of being alone, but when Beckett mentions it it comes flooding back as dreams do.
Huh. ]
Yes. I was walking through the snow. It Okay, this sounds really dumb! But it felt like when I died? I was short of breath and tasted blood, and my heart was sort of. Iunno. Buzzy, not full palpitations. And there was humming. I remember that part.
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Huh. ]
Yes.
I was walking through the snow. It
Okay, this sounds really dumb! But it felt like when I died? I was short of breath and tasted blood, and my heart was sort of. Iunno. Buzzy, not full palpitations.
And there was humming. I remember that part.