Death, it would seem, came quickly, but not painlessly. Legs and arms were numb, and there was nothing around. But then something touched my cheek... Her jerked instinctively, even though was probably already dead... The eyelids detached themselves from each other, and the light hit the eyes... The familiar figure of a dear friend bent above her... "Oh, she's awake. How are you feeling?“ She had not yet fully recovered, turned her head when someone's gentle hand was removing her hair from face.