Gamla Stan, Stockholm.

Old Town, Stockholm.

Det var en solig dag i november.

It was a sunny day in November.

Erik och Sofia promenerade tillsammans med sin vän Lars.

Erik and Sofia were walking together with their friend Lars.

De var på en guidad tur genom de smala gränderna.

They were on a guided tour through the narrow alleys.

Erik var full av energi.

Erik was full of energy.

Han pekade på gamla byggnader och berättade historier.

He pointed at old buildings and told stories.

Sofia lyssnade noggrant.

Sofia listened attentively.

Lars gick sakta bakom dem.

Lars walked slowly behind them.

Han såg lite trött ut.

He looked a bit tired.

Guiden stannade vid Stortorget.

The guide stopped at Stortorget.

Hon började berätta om Stockholms blodbad.

She began to tell the story of the Stockholm Bloodbath.

Erik och Sofia var fascinerade.

Erik and Sofia were fascinated.

Men plötsligt hörde de ett konstigt ljud.

But suddenly, they heard a strange sound.

Det var Lars.

It was Lars.

Han hade svårt att andas.

He was having trouble breathing.

Hans ansikte var blekt.

His face was pale.

Han började hosta.

He started coughing.

Sofia drog i Eriks arm.

Sofia pulled Erik's arm.

"Erik, titta på Lars!"

"Erik, look at Lars!"

sa hon oroligt.

she said worriedly.

Erik vände sig om och såg sin vän.

Erik turned around and saw his friend.

"Lars, är du okej?"

"Lars, are you okay?"

frågade han snabbt.

he asked quickly.

Lars försökte prata men kunde inte.

Lars tried to speak but couldn't.

Erik förstod att det var allvarligt.

Erik realized it was serious.

"Han har astma," sa han till guiden.

"He has asthma," he told the guide.

"Vi behöver hjälp, nu!"

"We need help, now!"

Guiden nickade och tog fram sin mobiltelefon.

The guide nodded and took out her mobile phone.

Hon ringde 112.

She called 911.

Sofia stannade kvar vid Lars och försökte lugna honom.

Sofia stayed by Lars' side and tried to calm him.

"Andas lugnt, Lars," sa hon mjukt.

"Breathe calmly, Lars," she said softly.

Efter några minuter kom ambulansen.

After a few minutes, the ambulance arrived.

Paramedicinerna gav Lars en inhalator.

The paramedics gave Lars an inhaler.

Han började andas lättare.

He started to breathe more easily.

Erik och Sofia stod bredvid och såg lättade ut.

Erik and Sofia stood beside him, looking relieved.

"Du är i säkra händer nu," sade Erik.

"You're in safe hands now," said Erik.

Lars log svagt.

Lars smiled weakly.

"Tack," viskade han.

"Thank you," he whispered.

Ambulanspersonalen tog hand om Lars och förde honom till sjukhuset.

The ambulance staff took care of Lars and transported him to the hospital.

Sofia och Erik följde med.

Sofia and Erik went with them.

På sjukhuset blev Lars undersökt noggrant.

At the hospital, Lars was examined thoroughly.

Läkarna sa att han skulle bli bra.

The doctors said he would be fine.

Efter några timmar fick Lars åka hem.

After a few hours, Lars was allowed to go home.

Erik och Sofia stödde honom när de gick ut från sjukhuset.

Erik and Sofia supported him as they left the hospital.

"Tack för att ni stannade hos mig," sa Lars.

"Thank you for staying with me," Lars said.

Sofia klappade honom på axeln.

Sofia patted him on the shoulder.

"Vi är vänner.

"We're friends.

Vi ställer alltid upp för varandra."

We always look out for each other."

De tre vännerna gick tillbaka genom Gamla Stan.

The three friends walked back through Old Town.

Solen hade gått ner och stadens ljus hade tänts.

The sun had set, and the city's lights had come on.

Det var en händelserik dag, men allt gick bra till slut.

It had been an eventful day, but everything turned out well in the end.

"Nästa gång ska vi kanske ta det lite lugnare," sa Erik med ett leende.

"Next time, maybe we'll take it a bit easier," said Erik with a smile.

Och så promenerade de vidare, sida vid sida, genom Stockholms hjärta.

And so they continued walking, side by side, through the heart of Stockholm.