'Currently its estimated weight is fifteen pounds.  Our rocky friend, that's made up of mostly Cobalt, Nickle and Iron, should be reaching the exosphere within the hour.  This particular piece of the Heavens has assembled then reassembled a few astronomical times, though it has only seen one galaxy; it's journey does not include it has seen it all.  It is accompanied by others like ducks and deer.  You're listening to X.  When I look to the sky during the day, I think about planet Earth; how we're encased around a blue protective barrier.  When I look up at night, I think of the universe, and it's like that protective barrier isn't there.  The night sky is like a window to the outside world.  To me, it seems like what in nature that happens here on Earth also happens all around the universe, but with different elements and different temperatures.  Land masses are being carved in unique ways with various elements.  You know there must be many, so many different more elements on other planets.  There are gasses that are different than here in our Solar System.  My favorite objects in the Heavens are Stars and collapsed Stars.  They're so amazing you can't even look at them without equipment.'
A meteorite hits him in the head!
She helps him from the ground; he's holding the side of his head with one palm.
'Samantha, why is everyone running?' XXX asked.
'We're running for charity.  Why are you way back here?  Let's get you back to the front.'
'I better sit down.  I don't feel like running, my head kind of hurts.'
‘Move your hand, let me see.  That's your diamond.'
'Why do I have a diamond in my head?'
'Because you're special.  Why not?  Hop on.  I'll take you to the front.'
She helps him have a seat then places a helmet on his head with a hole cut out on top in the same spot where his diamond is.
His name tag is placed on his wrist by a hospital staff.
A man with long, black, polished to perfection hair positioned himself comfortably covering a chair that held parallel to a throne of a king.  One hand naturally in hindsight, held a thin paint brush as long and inclusive with a curvature of a stick pulled from a tree; the other he used to help express his words.  Beads on strings came in multiple colors and sizes.  'Art on one's skin is like an ancient depiction on a stone wall, buried deep in getaways within mountainsides, that a humankind poured his heart onto.  The first discovery of such an expression must have been exhilarating.  Blood carefully extracted then collected in bowls designed for food and water.  Soon custom bowls were carved as much as a necessity for breakfast as a still image of someone who is cared for or admired.  The shear notion of wondering if different animal’s blood might perhaps give different tones, shadows or dept.  Different soils to search for to find different combinations to mix with different animal’s blood.  That hunt, that desire became an obsession.  Berries too sour or bland to eat finally had a purpose for someone.'
He gets off the motorcycle and meets an artist that uses paints to paint peoples skin.  The artist paints on his hand, wrist and forearm.  The artist tells him a story of how the paint became and why it’s used.  To show people that who wears the paint are special persons.
A nurse quietly sat bedside.  She brought along with her a small dish with a hand towel absorbing the cool water she had ran for him.  Her first
because he is sweating and going into shock.
he's in the arctic, swimming with friends on a frozen pond.
'Get a pair of Mass Trousers.  That will help with his shock,' Doctor XXXX said to a technician.
A giant fish holds onto his legs and takes him under water.
After the fish takes him under, they all stand around the ice hole looking in screaming his name.  one girl takes off, 'I'll go get help.'
'Get a rope, scuba gear, air tank!'
The fish takes him way under
The fish keeps him in his mouth with his mouth closed and he has a tuff time breathing.
The fish meets another fish like his Dad fish and the father says, 'open your mouth.' The fish shakes his head and throws his fins out to the side like I don't have anything.  The dad fish says 'open.'
And he does and water fills his mouth, he floats away a little bit.
He notices he is at an underwater world that is lit up with lights and cars on the street going along.
He comes across a coral reef (describe it don't say it's Coral) and touches it, 'this is really neat Coral.'
One piece moves and becomes a snakes head.
The nurse is about to give him an IV fluid.
The snake’s venom pours off his teeth, just as the nurse pushes the air out of the syringe.  The snake lunges at him, he moves just in time, and the nurse’s needle misses him.  They try again and the snake bites him in the arm.
Dad says take him back to the top.  So he does.  The fish gulps him up and rushes to the surface.  He catches his breath again and he’s weak.
The fish lets go, he swims to the top, ice won't let him out of the pond.
The doctor discontinues them and places him in Trendelenburg position.
The door to Trauma Room opened quietly; it was Father XXXX.  He greeted XXXX and XXX near the bed.  He explained that he was called for XXX's final prayer.
he stops banging on the ice and just free floats and remembers how much fun his life was (in a coma not in real life) ‘I had so much fun with all of you’.
'I know, eventually, you two would have had wedding rings,' XXX said to XXXX, accompanied with a closed, white, suede jewelry box.  She felt right away that all her tomorrows will have him around.  She thanked him very much for the gift, while receiving the case.  Inside, two rings occupied both spots.  On the inside lid, both their names had been printed in a golden, cursive lettering.  She wrapped a hand around his, then with a slow and peaceful glide, his fingertips soaked into her palm.  A familiar feeling for her and she knew it would be the last time she would enjoy his comfort.  His golden band, placed on his promise ring finger, from someone who loved him with all her heart.  Next, she took hers from its cozy position; a friendship ring just for her.
He has flashbacks of everything that has happened to him while in a coma, he doesn’t remember his life just what he thinks about while in a coma, the pond, dodging snowballs, ice hockey.
‘The earth is amazing, in a universe like no other.’
In the room he goes flat line.  The doctors work him.
The fish gobbles him up takes him down and he caughs and gets air from inside the fish, the spits him out on the frozen pond.  His friends gather around.  ‘Wake up!’
His heart rate comes back.