"I do try." Dave said dryly, pushing his hair back from his eyes as she reached for the papers and the lighter but then something was wrong and she was down on her knees and Dave panicked slightly. Allegra was practically a stranger, but it was obvious that Mischa worried about her sister and as the young woman sank into black, passing out, Dave hurried forward.
"Shit, shit, shit!" He mumbled under his breath as he opened up her airway, checking for signs of breathing and when he found none, he plugged her nose, giving her two quick breaths and hoping they went in. When they didn't, he cursed again, tried again and then checked her pulse.
Nothing.
Cursing again, he began to landmark, fingers crawling up Allegra's ribs to start chest compressions.