Casper.

Collapsing on the bed, I tugged at my chest, clutching it through the fabric of my clothes as my breath failed me.

A wheezing sound escaped my parted lips as I struggled hard to breathe.

My eyes were tightly shut, and my mouth was now wide open. Still, no air entered through my lungs.

It felt like an invisible force had their hands clasped tightly around my airways, blocking the supply of oxygen.

I felt like I would pass out any minute.

With my last strength, my trembling hand was wrapped around my inhaler.

Closing my lips around it, I tilted my head slightly backward, pressing down on the...