Meg hits her head on a vocal cord and is KO'd
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 27
by
copier
· original author:
jurto2
As she fell, Meg tried to adjust her trajectory but with both gravity and the rush of air pulling her down, it proved to be too much... She had almost passed the vocal cords of her brother safely, but missed it by this much.
The throat above squelched over, providing a clear path for Brendan's swallow as he swallowed a wad of saliva, incorrectly assuming it contained his sister.
WHACK
Megan was not, in fact, in the saliva that Brendan swallowed; she had already been falling down his windpipe. She was knocked instantly unconscious as her head smashed into his left vocal cord. She kept falling, limbs now flailing limply, pulled downwards by the massive amount of air that was moving down his trachea and into his lungs. The cell phone that had been in her hand was moving downwards too, but in a somewhat different direction.
Somewhere deep inside of Brendan's left lung, now wedged deep within a tiny branch of a branch of a branch of his bronchus, Megan's phone lit up once again. "Sis, you okay?" it said on the screen for a few seconds before going dark once again.
His sister was not, in fact, okay, currently passed out somewhere in the middle lobe of his right lung. Air wasn't a problem for her currently, beyond a bit of mucus here and there, and the noise would be unbearable. That was, if she had been conscious enough to hear it.
The throat above squelched over, providing a clear path for Brendan's swallow as he swallowed a wad of saliva, incorrectly assuming it contained his sister.
WHACK
Megan was not, in fact, in the saliva that Brendan swallowed; she had already been falling down his windpipe. She was knocked instantly unconscious as her head smashed into his left vocal cord. She kept falling, limbs now flailing limply, pulled downwards by the massive amount of air that was moving down his trachea and into his lungs. The cell phone that had been in her hand was moving downwards too, but in a somewhat different direction.
Somewhere deep inside of Brendan's left lung, now wedged deep within a tiny branch of a branch of a branch of his bronchus, Megan's phone lit up once again. "Sis, you okay?" it said on the screen for a few seconds before going dark once again.
His sister was not, in fact, okay, currently passed out somewhere in the middle lobe of his right lung. Air wasn't a problem for her currently, beyond a bit of mucus here and there, and the noise would be unbearable. That was, if she had been conscious enough to hear it.
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