I absolutely needed my inhaler. I couldn't go on with out it. I pushed forward off of the tree I was leaning on, falling on my stomach and knocking the little bit of wind I had left, out of me. My vision was beginning to get blurry. From where I lay, I began scooting towards what I thought to be my inhaler. Every inch I moved sending excruciating pain through my entire leg. I winced, barely able to cry out as I began to make my way towards my inhaler. I was so far yet [i]so close.[/i] I continued on, crawling and scooting, trying not to hurt myself than anymore possible. I wheezed, barely able to exhale any breath I had in me. I couldn't go on anymore. I couldn't breathe. Looking up again, I saw two people who had on Tilerian uniforms. Sam and Spencer?  It had to be them. 
"Saaaam." I croaked. I had no clue if he could hear me. "Sam!" A raspy whisper escaped from my lips.