She is the status quo (preface)

Her heart suddenly became more aggressive. A metronome out of synch, fluttering manicly. Thump, thump, thud, thu, thu.......thu, thu, thu, thu, thu, thu. Lips wide as a boa swallowing a goat. Then all sense of time dropped. She slammed the air off of her vocal chords violently, piercing, then shredding the air with rage of unearthly quality.

Harder and faster, her chest pounded, raising her temperature sending rivers of salty secretions bubbling out of her pores and down her face. The liquid meets her mouth and combines with the foamy saliva caked around her lips. Gravity continues to pull the legions of sweat down to meet the frothy white fortress barricading the perimeter of her mouth.