Context: Once I regained the same wheezing , gasping tune . I turned the water off and ran downstairs to the kitchen trying to get water . I expected to hit the floor face first , and wake up in a hospital bed . I try to explain to my parents what happend , watching me crying and gasping . Instead of finding concern in their faces , I found anger .
Question: What was happening with the faucet upstairs ?
Option 0: It was n't producing water .
Option 1: It was producing dirty water .
Option 2: It was producing sludge .
Option 3: It was producing boiling water .
Answer: 0