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indicated that she should be a champion of some kind. She then leapt off the cage and walked toward Gina. Gina could see that the woman was coming over to shake hands in a sign of good sportsmanship. Gina tried to sit up, but as soon as she made the attempt, she immediately slumped back onto the mat.
    Henry scooped her up in his arms. “We are getting you to a hospital now!” He carried her out of the arena and to the car they had rented. He gently placed her down in the back of the car and said, “Stay awake! You may have a concussion!”
    Gina groaned in reply and then she curled her legs up as Henry sped out of the parking lot. When the car started to move, another wave of pain shot through her head and she groaned both in pain and frustration. She would never admit it to him but Henry was right. What in the hell was she doing fighting in a semi-pro MMA event? She thought back about how she had arrived at this point.
    Based on the writings of a few sailors who claimed to have seen canoes off the coast of Antarctica, she had convinced the board of trustee’s at Princeton University to let her lead an expedition to the frozen continent in search of a lost tribe. She told the board that proving the existence of the lost tribe would be the anthropological find of the twenty-first century.
    After a lot of debating, and with a good deal of trepidation, the board finally agreed to let Gina and her husband lead an expedition to Antarctica. She understood that her reputation and possible her job were riding on this expedition. She had seen pictures from that the sailors had taken, and by the formation of the canoe and the style of clothing that the people were wearing, she was sure that the tribe existed.
    Still, several months of searching for a lost tribe, she had turned up nothing. For several years, Gina had utilized MMA training in order to exercise and relieve stress. As the stress of a failed expedition started to wear on her, Gina increased her training. When she was unable to gain any new leads on the lost tribe, her frustration reached the point that she decided to try engaging in her first official match. As another wave of pain tore through her head and her temple started to throb like a jack rabbit’s heart, she regretted her brash decision to enter the cage. She was a woman in her thirties with multiple advanced degrees and now she was faced with the possibility of spending what little time that her expedition had left sitting in dark hotel room and nursing a concussion.
    The car pulled to an abrupt stop in front of the hospital. Henry flung the door open which sent of wall of light pouring into the car. Gina rolled away from the glaring lights causing Henry to have to reach even farther into the car to pull her out. She did not feel as unsteady as she did back at the gym and she was able to walk into the hospital with little help from Henry. She turned to her husband. “Look, I was stupid to get into the cage and my head hurts but I think that I am okay. Can we please just go back to the hotel where I can lay down?”
    Henry shook his head. “There is no way that I am letting you fall asleep until I know that you don’t have a concussion. You know that if you go to sleep with a concussion that you could wake up dead.” He smiled at his little joke as he eased her down into a chair in the crowded emergency room.
    Gina looked around her at a room full of people who were suffering from all sorts of ailments. Clearly there was some form of gastritis or dysentery going around from the all of the people that were holding bags to vomit in. A good number of people were also coughing profusely and barely covering their mouths. Gina was not one of those people who was terrified of sick people, but she felt that staying in this hospital would do her health more harm than good. She stood up with ease as the effects of the blow to her head continued to subside. She was about to walk over to Henry when an old man wearing a