ojandtostitos commented on michimonster's post in blueridgeschool:

It had to be some kind of dream or hallucination or something, but she couldn't deny the distinct skip in her pulse when Frankie spoke to her. Assuming she even still had a pulse at that point. She wasn't exactly relieved by the other girl's words, and she had to stop herself staring, turning to examine herself as well.

She wasn't looking forward to waking up, if this was how she looked. She was tore up, no doubt about that. "I-If I'm not dead t-then," she hesitated for a moment, glancing at the brunette before looking away, attempting just to prod at her own unconscious face again instead. "W-Why did you come?"

There were about a hundred more questions she wanted to ask, things she needed to say, especially since if Frankie was right and she wasn't officially dead, she didn't know how much time she was going to have here in this sort of dream world. But, just like when she had been alive, Tatum struggled to find the right words, any words, to express herself. "S-Sorry. And s-stuff," she settled on simply.