She held the knife out to show the camera after she righted herself, now seemingly fully in equilibrium and floating in near perfect harmonious density with her liquid surroundings, and then with a finger followed the dotted line across her lower abdomen. With the same finger, she did the same just below her chest, as well as made some other imaginary lines around and between her breasts that didn't make much sense in how quickly they were down. Turning the blade on, it emitted a few bubbles and light, but not too much to obscure everything. She tried to work quickly with it, though, as she made two incisions and opened her torso up completely. It was actually quite surprising to suddenly see all of her organs be freed from the sac surrounding them as they seemed to writhe and wriggle on their own. They all seemed so... full, as well, compared with the usually very deflated organs you find during dissections. The knife had been shut off at some point, and she seemed to be massaging various organs, her eyes closed and a happy look on her face as if perhaps she was enjoying this, unexpectedly. Soon, though, she stopped knowing she had to continue.

One arm used to shepherd her organs out of her line of sight, she turned the knife on again, and plunged it a little forcefully into the center of her chest above the initial incision she'd ever made. Pulling it down slowly, as if there was much resistance, and with a greatly pained look on her face, she finally stopped at the bottom of her breastbone. Turning the knife off, her face seemed struck with another small bout of panic as her sternum could no longer help her ribs keep the pressure they normally would to allow for breathing motions.