Kate felt like she was observing something from a strange movie.  She felt no more fear as the small equines galloped towards her recumbent form.  They seemed to be yelling at each other, which was quite strange.  One of them had a thin trail of blood running down her muzzle, ruining her beautiful white coat.  It was a shame, and Kate wondered how that had happened.  Everything seemed so hard to remember.  She had fallen on a mattress, but why?