Jane could feel her lungs constricting and struggling to take in air as her blood filled them. She could taste the coppery flavor in her mouth with every cough and she could feel it dripping down her chin. She heard the door bang open and saw light flash into the room from the open doorway. She squeezed her eyes shut against it. She tried desperately to get up, to move herself in front of Maura, to protect her from the danger she knew was getting closer with every millisecond, but she could hardly move. The lack of oxygen made her dizzy and she could hardly keep herself conscious let alone move the foot to where Maura was cowering in fear. Her body fell limp onto the floor, coughs still forcing their way from her exhausted lungs. She saw the first kick before she felt it. His boot collided with her chest and her body jerked, blood sprayed from her mouth. She tried to pull in more air but he kicked her again in the chest and suddenly she couldn't breathe at all. The coughing stopped and she looked up at the man's enraged face. The last thing she heard was Maura screaming her name, and even that was muffled as the soft welcoming darkness took her.