She was happy at the fact that there was very little pain involved (she had heard stories) and everything simply felt...good. Though the more she thought about it, the more she realized good was an understatement at best.

When her mouth was free she'd babble in Arabic and Cantonese. And the first time she finished, she learned exactly why they called it 'the little death.' It was as if, for a moment, the world simply stopped.