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Fight, Flight, or Freeze: The Healer's Story

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to wake up in a body that wasn't yours? A much, much younger body? I can't say that I had ever given it much thought. That was until one night when a patient entered the ER where I was working at and shot me point blank in the head. You know, if he wanted a second opinion, all he had to do was ask. But that's besides the point... Some how, some way, I work up in a strange hospital with a woman that looked suspiciously like my mother holding my hand and crying. Over joyed to see her, it took me a few minutes to realize that I was no longer the 25 year old, successful doctor at one of the most prestigious hospitals in the world. Nope, I was a 6 year old girl that for a moment... wanted her mother. When the apocalypse comes, it is everyone for themselves. I have three choices: do I fight for what I want? Will I run away and hide, or will I freeze when the demons of my past come back to haunt me? You might know me as the Healer, but this is my story to tell. ------ Fight, Flight, or Freeze is the second novel in the Rebirth in the Apocalypse series, this time featuring the Healer: Wang Tian Mu and her men. You won't have to read the first one to be able to understand this one, and she is not going to stay a child for the whole thing. Li Dai Lu and her guys will be popping in occasionally, but this is strictly Wang Tian Mu's story! I hope you enjoy! Other Novels: Rebirth in the Apocalypse: Third Time's A Charm (Completed) Star's Ships (Completed) Dancing With Monsters (Ongoing) As Silent As A Mouse (Ongoing) Find me on Discord: devilbesideyou666 (@Sakura#6289)

Devilbesideyou666 · Sci-fi
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A Fucked Up Dream

I had the most fucked up dream ever. 

 

I dreamt that I had found myself inside Ming Zhu, like some weird episode of The Magic School Bus. I was so small I could see her heart pumping right in front of me, the organ bigger than I was. I watched the bright ventricle pump the oxygen-deprived blood to the lungs through the pulmonary valve while the left atrium received oxygen-rich blood from the lungs and pumped it into the left ventricle. 

 

Was that a small hole in the left ventricle?

 

How had no one caught that before? She wouldn't last long in this environment if she had a hole in her heart. 

 

I reached out my hand and watched as tiny green threads left my fingers and weaved themselves through the ventricle, fixing the damage as if it never happened. 

 

But as soon as it was fixed in my dream, I could feel my chest starting to hurt as I gasped for breath.