Light flickered on and off as Germaine went in and out of consciousness. Whenever she came to, she heard voices echoing around her but she did not stay awake long enough to understand what was being said. Every time she fell into a state of unconsciousness, she found herself in a corn field. Tall stalks stood with fresh budding yellow corns waiting to be harvested. Some had already fallen onto the ground, already overripe.
She walked forward, looking for any sign of another being apart from herself. No one seemed to be around and no one seemed to care she was walking into their corn field either. As she stood beside a long stalk admiring how the corns knitted together, the stalks were pulled back on both sides opposite her and a woman appeared. This had never happened before and Germaine
