(Date: Saturday - Time: 15:05- Location: Somewhere in Cadmus, trapped)

Aqualad was tracing the wall with a worn hand for the millionth time. Every few inches he would press down numbly on the concrete, not really expecting anything to happen. Really all he was doing was pretending to do something productive. Anything was better than sitting around and hopelessly plotting useless ways of escape. Or worse, watching Robin being eaten alive by the poison

Artemis was quadruple checking her arrows. She knew they were all fine and that she had plenty left. She also knew that she had none that contained a chemical to melt the wall down, none that contained a cure for Robin, none that held the secret to winning the battle. But there was no harm in looking over them again.

Superboy was glaring darkly at the wall. He had been punching it nonstop for the past ten minutes, but he had given up after that. Only a shallow dent, hardly noticeable, was the result of his labor. To make things worse the effects of the kryptonite were pulling at him, draining his energy. So now he was content in blaming the concrete for everything that had gone wrong in his short life.

Mrs. Martian was running through every possible way to get out. Some might argue that she was the only one who was truly doing something productive, but the truth was she was the only one who was making things worse. Every failure of an idea, every dying thought, every worthless plan, only resulted in the loss of more hope. Things were quickly going downhill.

Red Arrow was crouched next to Robin. The younger's head was on the elder's shoulder, his hand running through Robin's hair to sooth the both of them. His eyes, hidden behind the mask, never moved from the boy's legs and in return the legs never moved, never twitched. His mind was numb, nothing going through it. He couldn't think, couldn't process the truth. There was no way out.

Kid Flash was on Robin's other side. His shoulder was gently brushing Robin's, green eyes glazed over. Surprisingly he had gotten over the shock faster than Red Arrow. Maybe he had his super speed to thank for that….if he was in a thanking mood. But, you see, he wasn't, because now he was doomed to be unable to think of anything else but Robin's fate. His best friend was coughing up blood. That itself was extremely worrying. Also he had been put through horrifying torture to loosen his tongue. But had it worked? No. So of course Cadmus just had to inject him with some unknown toxin that was now spreading through his body to shut down his systems. Sure, why not?

Robin was busy focusing on breathing. Every breath brought a stab of pain through his chest, the knife of the Grim Reaper come to slash his life out. Every breath rattled inside of him, ghostly chains of death come to drag him down into hell. Every breath brought drops of crimson to his lips, the juice of life slowly leaking out of him. Every breath, he feared, would be his last. A feeling almost like soda was burning into the inside of his legs and hips added onto the fear and pain building up on top of him. He tried to ignore the lack of feeling in his legs, and the hopeless state they were in. Instead he just lay his head down on Red Arrow's shoulder. Breath in, breath out, breath in, breath out.

"I'm Sorry," M'gann's voice rang out in all their heads, her telepathic words breaking into the painful wall of silence.

"For what?" Superboy asked, as the rest of them exchanged looks.

"There's no way out," she told them, her telepathic voice low and grave.

"No! There is always a way out!" M'ganns words in his head had finally seemed to have 'woken Kid Flash up'. His voice was determined, stubborn, and….angry. He had only sounded this way once before that they could all remember (actually Robin could remember three times this had happened before, but that was another story, unimportant for this one) and that was when Artemis had 'died' during the failed training session.

"There is, is there? Then please do share before WE ALL ROT IN THIS HELL HOLE!" Artemis snarled at him.

"I….errrr," he mumbled, looking down.

"Exactly, you don't have a plan, do you?"

"No…." Kid Flash mumbled, looking down. A twinge of guilt pulled at Artemis's heart but it was too late to take back the hurt.

"..but I do," Robin told them. Ever his telepathic voice sounded strained and weak. But wait-he had an idea! Of course he did, he was Robin. "The torches, do they come off the wall?"

(Date: Saturday - Time: 16:43- Location: Somewhere in Cadmus, trapped)

Red Arrow stood hunched over the door hinge. In his hands, which were cloaked on his gloves, and Artemis's gloves was the burning torch. His fingers danced around the edge as he let out a hiss of pain every few seconds. For some reason he had refused the help from anyone else in the room. Kid Flash claimed it was his pride, and the others seemed content with this answer. The flames licked at the hinge hungrily, pulling away the drops of metal little by little.

"You nearly done?"

"Shut it! You've asked that five times already"

"Shut it yourself Artie! I was just asking"

"The stop asking, Kid Idiot"

"Both of you stop fighting. You are not helping things move any faster!"

"Sorry Aqualad"

"Yeah…sorry"

"I've done it!" The door came away from the wall, and Red Arrow quickly dropped the torch with a yelp.

"Very good. Thank you Spe-Red Arrow," Aqualad said with a smile. His eyes absently flicked to Robin. He had gone quiet… "Robin!" Kid Flash jumped and followed their leader's gaze. He swore violently, something he had never done (around the team anyway). He half ran and half slid over to Robin and gently touched his shoulder. Robin's skin was as white as the feathers found in pillows. His arms were around his ribs tightly and his breath was coming in short gasps as tiny droplets of blood rolled from his mouth and nose. He had no reaction to Kid Flash's touch.

"Robin?" Artemis asked, out loud this time. Again no reaction. "It must've been spreading this whole time."

"He didn't say anything…." Superboy mumbled.

"He's Robin. He would never admit weakness….Damit Rob! We gotta get you some help."