The word is Pressure, Happy Birthday late Miyo86!!!!
He was loaded into the Ambulance, with the flashing lights, and wailing, and shouting. He didn't like it. The wailing was too loud and hurt his ears; the lights were too bright and hurt his eyes.
He looked around for Sam, but couldn't see him. As his panic started to build, so did a pressure in his chest. It was getting harder to breathe. Something was placed over his face, and he could breathe again.
"He's having a Panic Attack! Calm him down!" Someone shouted.
"It's okay. Your brother is right behind us. You need to calm down." Someone soothed.