Rick heard him, but couldn't see him properly.
He struggled to raise his head.
Slowly, at first imperceptibly, his muscles responded and Rick's head rose off the floor.
The effort was too much. It crashed back down.
Rick realised he was pushing down with his elbows. His muscles worked! He raised his head slightly. Forced his elbows into the floor. Gritted his teeth and willed movement... and his head rose enough to fully see Tracey and Timmy and his own feet and somehow he was sitting up, blood pounding through his head.
Tracey dropped the knife.