60th Fallen

Nervous Wrack finished the song for Thrill, gave it to him and got the knife.

It was pretty with a silver handle. He always wanted a knife. It looked cool. It was also his way out.

He started to try and getting out of his room by putting the knife into the lock of the door and moved it around. It didn't seam to work at first and he hurted himself a little with the knife on his hand, but there were just little cuts. They hardly hurted. Nervous Wrack kept on trying but the knife wasn't a good tool for picking a lock. He thought it would work. He hoped so. Then suddenly Nervous Wrack slipped and accidently cut his other hand. It was a deep cut and he sank to the floor. Everything started to get blurry. It hurted but the feeling faded. Everything faded. First he couldn't see anything anymore and lost his vision. Then the feeling of his body faded. Nervous Wrack got unconscious.

After a while Care entered to check after Nervous Wrack and found him in a little blood pool underneath his arm with a wound on his hand. He was unconscious. "No! Nervous Wrack! Don't do this to me!", he screamed and ran to him. Carefully he tried to stop the bleeding and got him to the station. Care healed most of his wound with his powers but was exhausted after he bandaged him. Then he gave him medicine and went to the labor.

Slowly Nervous Wrack woke up. "Care?", he called weakly and looked around. No answer. He wasn't here.

Am I dead? What happend?

He looked at his bandaged hand.

I'm at the station. I'm still here. I'm still alive. It didn't work. I will be back in my room after my wound was healed. Caged and alone. Like always.

I want out of this misery.

He realised he was tied to the bed so he couldn't just stand up and ran away. Great. What now? I can't get away. I will have to wait. Nervous Wrack laid back again and closed his eyes.

When he woke up again Care was with him sitting on his bed near him. "Why did you save me? I didn't wanted that!", he said and looked at him angrily. "You are my brother. Of course I saved you", Care answered surprised. "I wanted to get out of here!", Nervous Wrack called and Care begged him:"please don't say that." "I can't stand any longer to be in this room! Alone. Locked up. Caged for years, Care! I can't do this anymore! I wanted out! This was my way out! And you stopped me! How dare you?!", he screamed, tried to stand up and attack Care but he was still tied to the bed.

Care jumped up to get a little space between them and replied:" I wanted to protect you! You are a danger to yourself and the others. You are not okay. I'm working every day to find a cure to change that. A cure so you feel better. But this takes time." "It's been years, Care! I don't remember how many but it's over! I'm not going back in my room and let you lock me up! Not anymore! Let me free!", Nervous Wrack was still angry. "I can't do this. I have to protect you", Care responded.

Nervous Wrack realised that there is no point in arguing with his brother. He will never let him go. He will always look after him. So he stayed silent. "Get some rest. It's still late night", Care told him and slowly left the room. After a few breaths Nervous Wrack laid back again and stared at the ceiling.