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<blockquote data-quote="Leep" data-source="post: 174214" data-attributes="member: 3153"><p><strong>A Bad Night In Yellowstone<img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite7" alt=":p" title="Stick Out Tongue :p" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":p" />art 2</strong></p><p></p><p>The EMT looked over at his partner and shook his head slightly. </p><p>I stood shaking my head also. </p><p>This poor bastard wasn't going to make it. Pity, that, but what do you expect taking on a Grizzly Bear with a knife and a popgun? </p><p>I stood with the others and watched as the ambulance raced back towards town, lights flashing and sirens screaming, followed by a string of other cars and trucks.</p><p> His wife and son held each other for a moment, and then they walked slowly over to his truck, got in and slowly followed the procession on into town. </p><p>I hoped they could drive alright, both of them crying as they were.</p><p> Me, I felt fine, relieved almost, at peace. </p><p>I wasn't the least bit afraid. </p><p>I sensed something then and turned to see what had caught my attention. Something or someone was standing beside me, but it was too dark to make it out. </p><p>Then, I saw a bright light beaming down out of the blackness of the heavens. In the light was a silver stairway with golden steps. </p><p>I was drawn to this, like a moth to a flame. </p><p>I walked over to it eagerly and stepped up on the stairway. </p><p>At least, I tried to. </p><p>I heard a voice then, both in my head and coming from the indistinct figure that stood to the side. </p><p>"It is not yet your time, my son. You have more to do yet here." </p><p>"But, I don't want to stay, I want to go home. If I stay it's going to hurt." </p><p>I felt and saw the figure smile fondly at me. </p><p>He, it, turned and walked slowly onto the stairway and then suddenly, was gone, along with the light and the stairs.</p><p> I turned this way and that looking in vain for the stairs; I wanted to, no, I needed to go with him. </p><p>But, it was not my choice.</p><p></p><p> The next clear memory I had was of me flying through the night at an incredible speed. </p><p>I was flashing over trees and water. </p><p>Then I was going through walls like they weren't there. Ending up finally in a room with my wife and son standing together, tears on both their cheeks. </p><p>I saw myself lying there on the table, and I didn't look good. </p><p>My son turned suddenly and said in a firm strong voice," one more time, Doc, please, one more time?" </p><p>The young doctor looked at his nurse and the EMTs and shrugged his shoulders a little as if to say, "Why not?" </p><p>I watched as they put two strange looking paddles on my bloody chest and pressed a switch. </p><p>My wife and son watched as my body arched upwards towards the ceiling and my new body flashed down and into the old. </p><p>All the fluorescent lights in the emergency room suddenly blew up into a thousand pieces and then just as suddenly turned into small bits of light themselves, winking out finally softly. </p><p>The nurse shouted suddenly, "Doctor, we have a heartbeat." </p><p>This brought forth a lot of activity in a very short amount of time. </p><p>The next thing I knew I was in a clean, soft bed with cool sheets under me and the young doctor walking away shaking his head saying to himself in wondering tones, "If this isn't the damndest thing I ever saw." </p><p>"One more time Doc, and he'd already been dead for fifteen minutes, the damndest thing." </p><p>I smiled a little at this and thought to myself, "Doc, do I have a story for you, but who would ever believe it?"</p><p> </p><p> So, here I am days later, writing this thing down as fast as I can and as clearly as I can remember it. I'm going home tomorrow; my son and my wife are taking me home. </p><p>And… I am ready.</p><p> </p><p> John and his wife and son were in for a few minutes: he just held my hand and shook all over. </p><p>His wife kissed my cheek and thanked me in a shaky voice, tears in her eyes and on her own cheeks. </p><p>Her son looked at me in awe and said, "Geez Leep, you killed that old bear just like Davy Crockett did on the World of Disney. </p><p>For some reason, I found that particular observation just hilarious and laughed so hard the nurse walked in quickly to see what the commotion was about and shooed everyone out. "Your stitches, Leep."</p><p>I fell asleep about then, thinking, "I'm going home tomorrow."</p><p></p><p> The next thing I remember was my wife shaking me by the shoulder and saying in a worried voice, "Wake up honey, wake up…, you were having a nightmare." </p><p>I jumped up and looked wildly around and saw------ my wife and my camper and the clock over the bed glowing redly in the night. </p><p>"What…. what did you say, I asked?" </p><p>"You were having a nightmare honey, something about a bear and John and Davy Crockett. Are you ok?" </p><p>I looked at the concern on her face and said, "Yeah, I'm ok, honey, it was just a dream, but man what a dream." </p><p>She kissed me with love in her eyes and said," You really need to get some sleep for once." </p><p>I agreed with a smile and lay down beside her. I held her close and she murmured in a soft voice, "I love you honey" </p><p>I answered, "I love you too." </p><p></p><p> Finally, I too fell asleep:</p><p></p><p></p><p> Sometime later, I awoke: </p><p>I heard a coyote crying into the night and a Raven croaked into the blackness. </p><p>And,…. I started to shake:</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Leep Out:</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Leep, post: 174214, member: 3153"] [b]A Bad Night In Yellowstone:Part 2[/b] The EMT looked over at his partner and shook his head slightly. I stood shaking my head also. This poor bastard wasn’t going to make it. Pity, that, but what do you expect taking on a Grizzly Bear with a knife and a popgun? I stood with the others and watched as the ambulance raced back towards town, lights flashing and sirens screaming, followed by a string of other cars and trucks. His wife and son held each other for a moment, and then they walked slowly over to his truck, got in and slowly followed the procession on into town. I hoped they could drive alright, both of them crying as they were. Me, I felt fine, relieved almost, at peace. I wasn’t the least bit afraid. I sensed something then and turned to see what had caught my attention. Something or someone was standing beside me, but it was too dark to make it out. Then, I saw a bright light beaming down out of the blackness of the heavens. In the light was a silver stairway with golden steps. I was drawn to this, like a moth to a flame. I walked over to it eagerly and stepped up on the stairway. At least, I tried to. I heard a voice then, both in my head and coming from the indistinct figure that stood to the side. “It is not yet your time, my son. You have more to do yet here.” “But, I don’t want to stay, I want to go home. If I stay it’s going to hurt.” I felt and saw the figure smile fondly at me. He, it, turned and walked slowly onto the stairway and then suddenly, was gone, along with the light and the stairs. I turned this way and that looking in vain for the stairs; I wanted to, no, I needed to go with him. But, it was not my choice. The next clear memory I had was of me flying through the night at an incredible speed. I was flashing over trees and water. Then I was going through walls like they weren’t there. Ending up finally in a room with my wife and son standing together, tears on both their cheeks. I saw myself lying there on the table, and I didn’t look good. My son turned suddenly and said in a firm strong voice,” one more time, Doc, please, one more time?” The young doctor looked at his nurse and the EMTs and shrugged his shoulders a little as if to say, “Why not?” I watched as they put two strange looking paddles on my bloody chest and pressed a switch. My wife and son watched as my body arched upwards towards the ceiling and my new body flashed down and into the old. All the fluorescent lights in the emergency room suddenly blew up into a thousand pieces and then just as suddenly turned into small bits of light themselves, winking out finally softly. The nurse shouted suddenly, “Doctor, we have a heartbeat.” This brought forth a lot of activity in a very short amount of time. The next thing I knew I was in a clean, soft bed with cool sheets under me and the young doctor walking away shaking his head saying to himself in wondering tones, “If this isn’t the damndest thing I ever saw.” “One more time Doc, and he’d already been dead for fifteen minutes, the damndest thing.” I smiled a little at this and thought to myself, “Doc, do I have a story for you, but who would ever believe it?” So, here I am days later, writing this thing down as fast as I can and as clearly as I can remember it. I’m going home tomorrow; my son and my wife are taking me home. And… I am ready. John and his wife and son were in for a few minutes: he just held my hand and shook all over. His wife kissed my cheek and thanked me in a shaky voice, tears in her eyes and on her own cheeks. Her son looked at me in awe and said, “Geez Leep, you killed that old bear just like Davy Crockett did on the World of Disney. For some reason, I found that particular observation just hilarious and laughed so hard the nurse walked in quickly to see what the commotion was about and shooed everyone out. “Your stitches, Leep.” I fell asleep about then, thinking, “I’m going home tomorrow.” The next thing I remember was my wife shaking me by the shoulder and saying in a worried voice, “Wake up honey, wake up…, you were having a nightmare.” I jumped up and looked wildly around and saw------ my wife and my camper and the clock over the bed glowing redly in the night. “What…. what did you say, I asked?” “You were having a nightmare honey, something about a bear and John and Davy Crockett. Are you ok?” I looked at the concern on her face and said, “Yeah, I’m ok, honey, it was just a dream, but man what a dream.” She kissed me with love in her eyes and said,” You really need to get some sleep for once.” I agreed with a smile and lay down beside her. I held her close and she murmured in a soft voice, “I love you honey” I answered, “I love you too.” Finally, I too fell asleep: Sometime later, I awoke: I heard a coyote crying into the night and a Raven croaked into the blackness. And,…. I started to shake: Leep Out: [/QUOTE]
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