[She doesn't understand either, and she's so utterly terrified, but an odd thing happens. In amongst all the panic, all the sounds of struggle behind her, all the hot tears burning against her cheeks, she feels that hand on her back, and everything else starts to fade away, until just that tapping is left.
And the singing is there too, and Christine doesn't know the words, but she hums quietly along, in between hiccups, until her breathing starts to settle, at least for now.
When the rest of the world returns, it sounds like it's silent behind her.]
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[She doesn't understand either, and she's so utterly terrified, but an odd thing happens. In amongst all the panic, all the sounds of struggle behind her, all the hot tears burning against her cheeks, she feels that hand on her back, and everything else starts to fade away, until just that tapping is left.
And the singing is there too, and Christine doesn't know the words, but she hums quietly along, in between hiccups, until her breathing starts to settle, at least for now.
When the rest of the world returns, it sounds like it's silent behind her.]