She hesitates. Does she really want to know what’s in store for her. Try as she might, she cannot remember what circumstances could have brought her here – between life and whatever comes after.

Decide! The mysterious woman’s voice becomes impatient, angry.

“Okay.” She takes a deep breath. (Habit? Do the dead breathe?) “Show me.” She thinks she hears a quiet laugh.

Come, then. She what… your_ life has in store._ They travel down the long tunnel of darkness.

Suddenly, almost violently, she’s back in the living world. She’s in a hospital. She sees a doctor talking to her husband. “Mr. Wilks,” the doctor says. “You have to understand, the kind of injuries she sustained… Even if she does wake up…” He sighs. “The odds of her leading a normal life are…”

“Enough!” her husband says. “I will not pull the plug on her if there’s a chance!”

The doctor holds up his hands. “As long as you understand. You can see her, now.”

He pushes the curtain around the bed aside and gasps slightly. She follows him.