Gripping his sister's hand like the life line it is, Jeff hears the sirens wailing seemingly in the distance. At least she's OK. Trying to reach for her face with his other hand to brush away her tears his smile turns into a coughing spasm. He feels himself slipping and fights with all his will to hold on to what little life he has left. Oh god please, he silently begs for help from above. His only answer the paramedic moving the mask aside to help clear his airway of blood.