My eyes kept flattering open and then closed as I faintly heard the sound of sirens in the distance and then yelling.
"Someone help him before it crushes him to death," the voices shouted but it was so faint that I wasn't sure I had heard it right. "Come on, pull him out."
My eyes fluttered open and I could faintly see a figure approaching me and then I felt as if I was being pulled but I wasn't so sure. I wasn't even sure if what I was hearing and seeing was reality or if it was all in my head.
I was pulled out and then I felt myself being lifted and carried into something before a mask was placed on my face and I could breath.
"Stay with me son," someone said but my eyes couldn't stay open long enough to see who it was. "He's losing a lot of blood. We need to get him into surgery as soon as possible before he loses more blood, drive."
