Heather is fumbling with the front door key to Boompa's place.

Amy says the obvious: 'The ambulance isn't here, yet.'

Then they're inside and see Boompa's grey-blue face staring at the ceiling and his grey-blue hand clutching the phone.

Corn flakes and droplets of milk spangle his beard.

Heather pulls him into the coma position. Amy rubs his back.