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The monitors whine as I flatline…

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Basement Series PREQUEL (Magma pt.3- Patient 0)

“Alright- Magma sweetie you’re going out of rhythm now. I’m going to have to cardiovert. First via Adenosine. If that’s unsuccessful I’ll have to shock your little heart and Cal will have take some of the shock too.” Montrose moved to the right drawer drawing a vile and syringe. Her heart beat continued to disintegrate.

Into her iv it went. Montrose watched like a hawk. Her heartbeat slowed then after a minute it Stopped. Cal felt its absence on his cheek and in his palm. What should have happened next was her heartbeat kickstarting itself into sinus but it didn’t. Montrose went in to feel her femoral and carotid pulse as she passed out. There was none. “’No pulse! Alright Cal brace yourself. I’ve got pads on her chest already.” He charged the defib. It blared ready to shock. He pushed the button and she jerked under Cal. Cal felt the zap in his body. Nothing near what went into Magma’s heart. It still disrupted his rhythm a bit. But the squiggly line continued on Magma’s monitor.

“And again…clear!” she jiggled as the shock overtook her. Cal helplessly felt the squeeze in his own chest. Montrose added epi to her line. “Third shock, Cal hang on keep your heart beating!” It was a higher charge. It forced a grunt out of Cal’s throat despite being intubated. This time sinus rang out on Magma’s monitor. Cal however had spots blind his vision. His heart thumping wildly in his chest. He was in v-tach. He was still conscious but barely.

“Cal? Come on!”  Montrose commanded him. “Regulate that heart for me.” He murmured in his ear.  Two fingers went between his balls. They pushed into his scrotum where he felt his pulse push against Montrose finger tips. His rhythm didn’t change. Montrose then pushed a clear liquid into Cal’s line. “Ameoderone in.” His rhythm evened out then took a major drop into bradycardia now.

Suddenly Magma was yanked out from under him. Cal landed cheek first onto the table below him. Montrose placed her on a table a few feet away, careful to not disconnect her breathing tube from the ventilator. He hurried to another drawer. It slammed open. Packets were ripped open. Then slammed shut. Cal had no line of sight and wondered what the old man was doing. He was suddenly above Cal and he slapped a cold rectangular thing on his back right between his shoulder blades. He slipped a meaty arm under his chest hauling him up against his chest. He held him at the collarbone. “Come on Calabash. Let that little heart beat for me!” He slapped in in the middle of his chest. A patch adhered there and he smoothed it down between his nipples meanwhile rubbing his sternum as well. He laid Cal back down on his frontside.

“Charging 150” Montose voice rang out. He heard the loud beep of the defib charging. Worry was gnawing at him. the ventilator shoved another breath down his throat. then he heard “Clear!” This time the charge jolted directly into his heart. It hurt worse then anything he’d ever felt. Like a whole body cramp. The one second felt like 5 minutes before it let him go. “Come on Cal…be a good boy for me…convert that heartbeat.” Montrose whimpered in his ear. His fingers were back in between his balls at the top of the scrotum. He shocked again. Cal did not convert. “Dammit boy! You fucking make that little heart beat or I’ll stop Magma’s again. Permanently.” He growled low and harshly right up against his ear. “Charging 250… CLEAR!” Cal jolted. “and again. 300. clear!” His vision blacked out this time. Then it came into focus again. It seemed it was some time later.

Montrose was now straddled on top of him. He’d turned Cal about at some point and removed the breathing tube. Montrose pounded a fist into his chest. “Come on Cal… breathe in… BREATHE” he hammered into his chest again and again. At the 4th hammer Cal came to with a gasp .Montrose grinned “yeah! That’s it!” and thrust his hips against him as he saw Cal was wakeing. The pads were still on him. “Good boy- come on breathe!”  Montrose bent down and grasped his nostrils shut. His mouth pressed hard over the 18 year olds. He pushed breath down his throat filling his chest. He coughed and choked.

Cal could feel Montrose on his hips. Naked. Grinding against him.  He groaned but it was swallowed by the air forced in him. “Do you feel me on you Cal?” he grinned grinding against his privates harder.

 “Come on boy. Feel me! Feel me and breathe Calabash!”

Cal managed a small breath. “That’s it boy.”

“Good! Take my breath and expand that chest.” He blew in Cal again -one palm planted in the center of his chest pressed tight against the patch of chest hair over his heart. He blew in him again loving the feel of it expanding fully with his breath. He rode him hard as he blew breath in his mouth. When Cal's eyes rolled back he thumped him hard between the nipples sending breath exploding out of him. “No you don’t !  Stay here Cal.” Montrose leaned down one hand sliding back between his legs to the pulse between his balls. “Stay with me.” He blew a breath down his throat. “Just feel. Feel me and breathe boy.”

Magma whose eyes were slits and was barley awake could only watch.

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Greetings to all followers, we have edited a short video from new footage...

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STETH ME PLEASE! 🥵🫀🩺

I keep imagining what it would be like if you could all examine my heart at the same time with your stethoscope. 😍🩺

That would be so incredible. 🥵🫀🩺

Who would like to do that? 🤭🫀🩺

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I love my new stethoscope. 😍🩺

It has much better sound quality. 😍

I had to try it out for you straight away when I had a chilly heartbeat. 🤭🫀

I love it!!!

Do you like it? 😍🫀🩺

Full video is on the link ❤️‍🔥

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Hey, what about the weak heart guys in the resus community? I would take good care of your heart.

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Whatcha think?

Saturday night settled softly around Elle like a warm cardigan. Her apartment was quiet, save for the low hum of the city drifting through a cracked window. A half-finished cup of tea sat on her windowsill, forgotten, as she held her iPhone against her chest.

The Voice Memos app was open. Red light glowing. She could feel the gentle flutter beneath her ribs, steady but oddly present—more present than usual. She hadn’t intended to record it tonight. But something about the quiet made her want to listen. Really listen.

She exhaled slowly and pressed "record."

The mic picked it up—a faint, rhythmic thump, thump, thump. The kind of sound most people ignored. But Elle didn’t. Not anymore. It was her signature, her soundtrack, her mystery. She listened through her headphones first, eyes closed, letting the rhythm guide her thoughts. Every nuance in the beat made her wonder: Was that normal? Was that pause too long? Was it beautiful?

And then the question came to her. Would someone else find this as compelling as I do?

Opening the Tumblr app, Elle uploaded the audio file. She hesitated a moment over the caption before typing: "Whatcha think?"

No emojis. No tags. Just the heartbeat.

She hit post, then added a quiet note in the comments: Are you wearing headphones? Where are you listening? Did you notice anything strange? Did it make you feel anything at all?

Elle sat back and stared at the screen. There was something raw about putting this piece of herself out there—something invisible yet deeply intimate. Her heartbeat was proof of her being. Of her fears. Her fascination. Her fragility.

She didn't know what kind of replies she’d get. She only knew that tonight, she wasn’t listening alone.

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oh this one’s just cruel…

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Quickie 🤭🫀

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I love checking my heart in the morning. 😍🩺🫀

My heart beats faster and faster because I am nervous because I can hear my heart beating.

Towards the end, my heart beats like crazy. 🥵🫀

You can see the whole 6-minute video by clicking on the link🥰🫀

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Ready for a heart exam🫀

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¿DO YOU MISS ME?

¿YOU WANT ME BACK?

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That shit hurts lol