Emily stirred, her breath shallow.

Heavy rocks lay on her chest. It was harder and harder to fill her lungs.

Panic surged through her, making her body shudder. Glass shards seemed to be embedded in her throat when she tried to swallow. She needed to cough, but no strength remained. The rasp of her indrawn breath sounded like an ominous death rattle.

"Emily!" A man's voice. Low, hoarse, and grating to her ears. She winced as she tried to swallow again, and ...