As Scot's head continued to clear, he realized they probably had a little more air available to them than he'd originally thought.

Her head continues turning, as if to speak to someone not visible.

His head continued to hurt, so he rested it on the table.

The heads continue to be a feature in the annual event.

His head and gun continued to peer down at Matt.

His head continued to throb, but now the pain seemed dull, far away.

My head continued to throb, as it would do for the next six days.

But the man's head continued to bang up and down as if he were trying to knock himself unconscious.

Dorrin's head continues to pound - but what else could he have done?

If they do not, heads will continue to fall.