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 .

Generate a question about the above context.
What was happening with the faucet upstairs ?
Available options:
a). It was n't producing water .;
b). It was producing dirty water .;
c). It was producing sludge .;
d). It was producing boiling water .;