The Gate

"What happened" she told herself.
"Am I dead ?"

She vaguely remembered a shock, a car hitting her. Remembered being carted at high speed on a stretcher, the hospital lights flashing in front of her half-closed eyes. Blurry images of people dressed in pale turquoise hospital gowns... Like a distant dream... or Nightmare...

Then silence and cold... The morgue... The confusion emanating from a couple lights floating over gurneys to her left and right....

Then a vast muted noise... like a maw opening.... and a pure radiant glow shined on them...

She was the only one to get to her feet...

Walked towards the bright opening...

And then...

They crawled out ...

Vincent tanguay the gate