Jacque was hunting the creature that froze other living beings with the slightest touch. He had tracked it through his home town, following the trail of frozen bodies and questioning those left stunned in the background. He held a weapon that would subdue the creature so that he could safely extract its blood. Without the blood, Jacque wouldn’t be able to revive his wife and daughter that he had been forced to abandon, with aborted screams frozen on their faces. It was headed to the shore, intending to turn the oceans of the world to ice. The last survivor explained that the creature had been there only 5 minutes before. Jacque was closer than he had been all day and a hint of salt rode his inhale as he began to run south into the marshlands.
An alarm went off and Isabella woke from her sleep. The glowing digits informed her that it was 6:00am and the rough fabric of her pillow reminded her of where she was. Jake had been in a coma for a week now and they still hand’t found a bone marrow donor with the same rare blood type. Maybe today would be the day things changed.
based on this prompt. http://randomstoryprompt.com/2013/05/22/coma/