As Wyngs slept, she dreamt of the good old days when River and she would play games and eat snacks and talk about kid stuff while petting her cat, typo. Her dad had said that his name was typo because he couldn't spell cat right. He had spelled it kat.<br/>She told dream River that, then typo looked up at her and confessed his unending love for her. She had giggled in her dream, it was quite funny. She laughed as typo climbed into her lap (which he never did, ever) and licked her forehead.<br/><br/>A couple hours later, Wyngs started awake and bolted out of the bed. She booked it to her mothers room and opened she quietly, poking her head in the door and looking around before going in to check on her mother. "Mom?" She muttered, giving her mothers body a little shove. When she got no responce, she dug in her pocket for her cell phone. She dialed a nurses number and quickly told her what was happening.<br/>"Hey its me. My moms not responding but shes breathing okay. Shes not a heavy sleeper, she would normally have woken up, but she didnt. I need help. Please send someone....one thing though." He hesitated for a second. "We dont have anymore money for an ambulance. We have everything someone would need here. I just dont know what to do."<br/>He took a quivering breath and tried to relax. She remembered Riv. She ran back to her room and shook him. "River. My mom isnt waking up. Help me!" As hard as she tried the panic was still in her voice.