Disclaimer: I don't own any of the people that you may recognize in this story. Those people that you don't recognize…came from my imagination.

A/N: This story is the sequel to Heaven's a Lie, so if you haven't read that one…you might want to.

"Starting C-P-R!"

Darkness.

Nothing but darkness.

It was all around me…surrounding me…bearing down on me…

It was me.

And then suddenly…

"Breathe!"

Someone was crying. A little girl?

I tried to shout out. Tried to talk to her…comfort her…

But I couldn't.

There was nothing but darkness surrounding me, and I couldn't seem to move.

The girl was whispering something…

"Breathe!"

"I don't understand!" I wanted to shout. "I can't understand what you're saying!"

But I could do nothing.

And the whispering got louder…

"…your…-is"

"I can't understand you!" I tried to scream into the looming darkness. "Help me!"

"Up me to 400!"

"…your…Chris…ot…"

"My name is not Chris, though, it's Khalon!" I tried to tell the whispering girl, but felt a strange sensation at the mention of my name.

Almost like speaking about something that doesn't exist.

"Op-…your…Chris…not…-me"

"Clear!"

I tried to reach out for the little girl, to help her make me understand.

I wanted to know what she was saying.

And why my name suddenly didn't seem like Khalon anymore…

"Open your…-es…Chris…not…-ime…ye-…"

"How? What do I open? I can't see anything to open!" I tried to yell, but again, there was nothing…only silence…and darkness.

"Clear!"

"Open your eyes Chris, it's not time yet!" The girl shouted in my ears.

Suddenly, I felt like I was being pushed forwards…

Like a diver coming back up for air from the deep end…

There was a tiny hole of light appearing up ahead of me…Everything began to ache and throb again…

And then…

"We've got a pulse!"

"He's lost a lot of blood…" someone was saying.

"He's still losing it! We need to get him into the OR now! He may have internal bleeding!"

"Get him prepped for a transfusion!"

"But he-"

"Just do it!"