He holds the back of your head tightly and shouts at you, "Keep your eyes open!". you hear him as if through a fog, his hand presses hard against your chest, your vision is one big blur, all you see is the crimson liquid staining Arthur's hands.

"C'mon girl!" He shouted and presses harder with his hand. you feel a metallic taste in your mouth, your breath has long since caught in your throat but now you realize how really hard it is to breathe, one of the O'Driscoroll shot you right in the chest during the crossfire and now all you feel is fluid filling your throat and lungs. you choke on your own blood and try to catch your breath with the burning, lung-shattering pain in your chest as Arthur pressing harder.