The mist.

The mist closed in around her. It was cold and disorientating. In the distance she could hear what sounded like some sort of beeping. It sounded like a large truck backing up, but try as she might she could not see any vehicles. Heck, she couldn’t see much of anything.
She wandered on, trying to clear the haze from her mind, and wave it away from in front of her eyes. Was that a noise? A voice maybe? It sounded almost like her mother, but she could not make out what the voice was saying.
“Mom! Mom! I hear you but I can’t find you!”
She broke into a run through the mist. Was that a light up ahead? It might be a trick of the senses, but it seemed to be a light. A sign that she was not alone. She could almost hear what her mother was saying. It was clearer now.
Then pain.
Now chills and stiffness.
The beeping was louder, and there were many other sounds.
She could hear metal clinking on metal and the woosh of what sounded like an air bag being inflated over and over again.
Strange voices started to register saying things like “chart” and “x-ray”.
Her eyes reluctantly opened.
“Welcome back honey.” Her mom smiled down at her. “We thought we had lost you.”