“Quick, call an ambulance!”
The voice sounded far away and tinny – like I was listening through a soup can. Which wasn’t too far off the mark, I suppose, considering the helmet I was wearing.
Hot breath blew on my face in steady puffs. I wrinkled my nose. It smelled like hay and apples. I heard the dull thud of hooves walking away from me, then a concerned voice.
“Can you hear me, Soren?”
I blinked and did a mental check of my extremities. I wasn’t in any pain – I just felt a lot of p