HEY GUYS,

SORRY ABOUT THE CRAPPY IDEAS ABOUT HOW A COMA WORKS, I REALLY DIDN'T WANT TO FOCUS ON THE MEDICAL PARTS, JUST THE EMOTIONS AND FEELINGS THAT SURROUND IT.

I USE THE LAYMEN'S TERMS BECAUSE IT MAKES IT EASIER ON ME…I DON'T LIKE WRITING ANYTHING MEDICAL…WHICH IS WHY I LOT OF THINGS I DO ARE LIKE: HE'S BLEEDING! GET A BAND AIDE!" I DO HOWEVER THANK THOSE WHO DID LET ME KNOW THAT THEY WOULD WANT A LITTLE RESEARCH WHEN IT COMES TO MEDICAL JARGIN. ALTHOUGH IT IS A LITTLE LATE, I GIVE YOU GUYS THE RUN DOWN ON HOW BRAIN WAVES WORK IN MY WORLD ( A LITTLE MORE DETAILED THEN THE ONE I SENT TO YOU, SORRY SPIN!):

LEVEL 0: BRAIN DEAD

LEVEL 1: DEEP COMA, COMATOSE, CANNOT BE AWAKENED OR FEEL PAIN

LEVEL 2: WILL SOMETIMES MOVE, BUT OTHERWISE NON-RESPONSIVE

LEVEL 3: 'LOCKED DOWN' SYDROME, AWAKE BUT CANNOT MOVE OR RESPOND TO THINGS

LEVEL 4: UNCONSIOUS OR KNOCKED OUT

SOME PLACE IN RANCHO LISTS AT LEAST 8 LEVELS, I KINDA SQUEESED IT INTO 4.

MY APOLOGIES TO ANYONE WHO STUDIES THIS AND THINKS I'M AN IDIOT, BUT HEY I FINALLY BEAT KINGDOM HEARTS!!

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J'onn placed a hand on each side of Wally's head and closed his eyes. He began projecting a mental version of himself into his friend's mind. The other Leaguers stood by; shoulder-to-shoulder, praying, not realizing that each of them was doing the same.

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J'onn walked cautiously around the multi-colored lights that were glowing brighter and brighter as he made his way through the maze of Wally West's mind. He frowned slightly when he ran into a fuzzy area that indicated no knowledge of a subject that he had been introduced to, it was a usual occurrence with younger minds.

" Flash?" He called out, gliding over the walkway of light. He paused when he heard the sounds of a child weeping. He moved slowly towards a scene that was pulsating rapidly,

" Why are you crying?" A short, pudgy kid questioned a young red head,

" My mommy's dead." The boy sniffed, rubbing his nose on his long sleeved sweater,

" Sorry, but what about your dad?"

" If he could keep me, why would I be here?" He let out another sob causing another child to join them,

" Maybe he didn't want you. Did you think about that?" He glared down at the sitting child, nudging him with his foot

"That's not true. Liar!" Tears flew fast and faster, the scene was ending

J'onn watched it start up again sadly and kept gliding, " Flash?" He strained to hear any sign of his friend,

" J'onn?" The voice was faint and seemed to come from all sides,

" Flash, where are you?"

" I dunno, by the Watchtower…I think."

" Watchtower?"

" Yeah, but everything keeps shifting and the lights………………and that's where I am."

" Where? I cannot hear you."

" I think I'm………………" The voice faded again and J'onn started north, he knew he had to move quickly it sounded as if Flash was fading…and fast.

Flash ran around as the beams of light began shooting out from the ground, he could hear the words ' intruder' being whispered, as if it came from the walls themselves. He rounded a corner sharply and nearly collided with J'onn as he made his way towards him,

" J'ONN!!" He yelled, throwing his arms around the surprised Martian in relief, " I'm so glad to see you!" The Martian gave him a rare smile before he lifted his head higher, listening to the whispered words that seemed to hang in the air,

" Now I can finally wake up!" He smiled broadly and when the Martian did not respond his felt his happiness ebb away,

" I can wake up, right, I mean all I have to do is follow you and……everything will be ok………right?"

" You have to find your mental exit, that is the only way to escape."

" How hard can that be?"

" I have seen cases where the mind puts up barriers to prevent such actions."

"B-But you're here…It'll be easier right?" The younger man's voice shook,

" I can not say." Then, as if sensing Flash's heart falling added, " But it should be." Martians don't normally lie, but J'onn was unsure if he could count this as one.

Flash turned and began to lead J'onn back to where the Watchtower was.

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" Do you think J'onn can help him?" Diana questioned the others before sitting down in the chair Superman had brought for them,

" If he can't, no one can." Batman muttered, glaring at the wall. He seemed to be the most calm and collected of the group, but every few minutes his right foot would twitch and he would watch Flash out of the corner of his eye.

" Remember when Dr. Destiny trapped us in our nightmares? It had been so hard to break out and whatever happened in there reflected on our physical selves,"

" Do you think that could happen now?"

John gave the others a crooked smile, " What in Flash's mind could be dangerous?"

" His body is still weak and he was tortured…those events could cause dark events in the mind."

" Are you saying he might suffer from PTSD?" Superman stared at Bruce,

" It's a possibility that we might have to deal with." Hawkgirl shook her head,

" Let's deal with this first."

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" You are certain that the Tower is this way?"

Flash nodded, " It is…but something is…different." He looked around the hallway, he was sure it was the same although the lights were dimmer.

They kept walking; J'onn frowned at the increasing darkness,

"Tell me where the disk is" " Why should I?" A agonized scream reverberated of the walls,

" I'll come back when you're a little more talkative." Footsteps followed a second scream.

J'onn glanced at the darkening walls, " Flash, we must……Flash?"

Flash had stopped walking, his face pale, his body shaky and his breathing coming out faster, " J'onn…I can't go down there…I can't." He shook his head and took a step back from the darkening hallway,

" But if this is the way out—"

" And what if it's not!" J'onn nodded,

" If those are the most recent events, then the exit is through there." Flash took another step before crumpling on the ground,

" NO! "

" Flash…we must." J'onn reminded him softly,

" J'onn…I can't remember exactly what happened to me…I don't want to remember what happened. I-I can't go through there…I j-just c-can't."

" There is no other way."

" There has to be."

OK ITS ALMOST OVER PEOPLE, BUT HERE'S A LITTLE PREVIEW OF THE NEXT CHAPTER:

He walked onward; it was all he could do now. He had to get help, but there was no way to call for it. The ground gave another violent jolt almost causing him to trip and drop the body he was carrying. A long crack started to form around him. He gave it a worried look before speeding up, the crack widened and his foot slipped into the growing hole. He attempted to grab the edge but his hand only clasped air. He let out a yell before he began to fall into nothingness.

NOTHING IS AS IT SEEMS…