Truly starting to panic now, Wallace hurled himself at the edge of the nearest table, hoping to somehow dislodge what was stuck in his airways. It hurt a lot-- he'd be howling in pain if he could make any noise at all-- but didn't help him breathe any. He grasped his throat with both paws as he began to lose consciousness.

**

Shino was too preoccupied with the beginnings of his own migraine to notice what was happening to the girl until she collapsed onto his boots. There was too much happening right now for him to process any of it, so he simply sat on the floor and reached into his pocket for his favorite tarantula, Spike.