Sentence The Onehundredandninetythird
And that was when the most unexpected thing happened – for while She Bear was intently focussed on The Hunter's revelation that he too had come to the Cavern of the Cave Folk as had both she and now Tavish, the friend of her lover Tammy's mother Tabby (she did not know what we have only recently discovered, that he was in fact Tammy's Father) - they simultaneously heard a groan from the far side of the Cavern and when they turned towards it, they saw the figure of another man, naked as was Tavish, but struggling for breath; She Bear reached him first and, scared by his condition, for he appeared to be dying, at first tremulous, but now motionless and his breathing had stopped, his face ashen; She Bear recalled all that she had learned in First Aid and began CPR: she checked for his pulse, none; she checked his airway, clear; she leaned over his face, applied her lips to his open
fmouth and gave a deep exhalation, and repeated this twice more; then she linked her hands and, placing the heel of the lower hand in the place she had learned, began compressions; counting as she did so, up to thirty, paused and checked to see if he was breathing, no, and resumed the compressions; she repeated this process three times and was rewarded by a cough that came from the man, whose chest began to rise and fall on it's own; She Bear sat back, then fell back, to be caught by The Hunter, her face and arms aureate with the sheen of sweat from her exertions, and he complimented her on her work; “you're certainly no shirker, are you a Nurse?” he asked; “no,” she replied, shaking all over from the exertion and stress, “just a viewer addicted to '24 hours in A&E',” The Hunter laughed and asked her if she knew the man whose life she had saved, “never seen him in my life,” she laughed, verging on the hysterical; “what is going on?” she asked him, “are we dead? are we in Limbo? is this where we are assessed for Heaven or Hell? or is it some kind of Variety Show the Gods have set up, like an olio, one new turn after another, I don't know enough about Religion, though I did once see Harold Pinter in a TV drama based on a play by Sartre about people who find themselves in some kind of Waiting Room, I think it was called 'In Camera' – this cave is beginning to feel like that,” but the Hunter shook his head: “I don't know how or why we are here, but most of the Cave Folk have been here for generations – every one of the children was born here while I have been in this place,” and She Bear had to ask him: “Where Do We Come From? What Are We? Where Are We Going?”
And that was when the most unexpected thing happened – for while She Bear was intently focussed on The Hunter's revelation that he too had come to the Cavern of the Cave Folk as had both she and now Tavish, the friend of her lover Tammy's mother Tabby (she did not know what we have only recently discovered, that he was in fact Tammy's Father) - they simultaneously heard a groan from the far side of the Cavern and when they turned towards it, they saw the figure of another man, naked as was Tavish, but struggling for breath; She Bear reached him first and, scared by his condition, for he appeared to be dying, at first tremulous, but now motionless and his breathing had stopped, his face ashen; She Bear recalled all that she had learned in First Aid and began CPR: she checked for his pulse, none; she checked his airway, clear; she leaned over his face, applied her lips to his open
fmouth and gave a deep exhalation, and repeated this twice more; then she linked her hands and, placing the heel of the lower hand in the place she had learned, began compressions; counting as she did so, up to thirty, paused and checked to see if he was breathing, no, and resumed the compressions; she repeated this process three times and was rewarded by a cough that came from the man, whose chest began to rise and fall on it's own; She Bear sat back, then fell back, to be caught by The Hunter, her face and arms aureate with the sheen of sweat from her exertions, and he complimented her on her work; “you're certainly no shirker, are you a Nurse?” he asked; “no,” she replied, shaking all over from the exertion and stress, “just a viewer addicted to '24 hours in A&E',” The Hunter laughed and asked her if she knew the man whose life she had saved, “never seen him in my life,” she laughed, verging on the hysterical; “what is going on?” she asked him, “are we dead? are we in Limbo? is this where we are assessed for Heaven or Hell? or is it some kind of Variety Show the Gods have set up, like an olio, one new turn after another, I don't know enough about Religion, though I did once see Harold Pinter in a TV drama based on a play by Sartre about people who find themselves in some kind of Waiting Room, I think it was called 'In Camera' – this cave is beginning to feel like that,” but the Hunter shook his head: “I don't know how or why we are here, but most of the Cave Folk have been here for generations – every one of the children was born here while I have been in this place,” and She Bear had to ask him: “Where Do We Come From? What Are We? Where Are We Going?”
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