The Sentinels When the tequila runs out

She didn't (couldn't) put up any resistance as Deirdre gingerly rolled her onto her side to prevent her from choking or swallowing her own tongue. Sharkbait continued to seize, her limbs making muffled thumping noises as her muscles convulsed out of her control. Pink saliva drooled from her maw, which opened and closed spasmodically, but her airways remained clear thanks to her companion's quick thinking.

The seizure lasted about three minutes total, then she went suddenly limp, wet cheek lolling against Deirdre's nearer paw. She moaned slightly, eyelids fluttering, but Sharkbait did not rouse. She remained unconscious, extremely vulnerable and at the witch's mercy even as she dreamed vividly again of the Ostregas back in the paradise of Lost Creek Hollow.