Chapter 6- A desperate move
Kane was lying in the locker room; the guys got him comfortable as possible and trained medial people standing by. "Kane, you won't be able to sleep with all of us staring at you," said Shawn Michaels
Kane nodded. "I'm getting sedated. If I start bleeding, don't be alarmed… Unless it looks fatal."
"We won't be able to tell!" shot back Big Show.
"That's why we got the medical staff here!" snapped back Kurt Angle. "Be careful man"
They watched as the needle went into Kane's arm. His eyes slowly began to close and soon he was in a deep sleep. "Are we doing the right thing in letting him go out and do this?" asked Stephanie.
"He has that eerie confidence in his eyes…. I hope we're doing the right thing," whispered Shane McMahon.
It was an hour since Kane fell asleep, Hunter's eyes never stopped staring at his fellow coworker, and he thought all was well when a streak came across Kane's chest. Claw marks much like his own! Blood began to ooze from them. "Someone help me!" Hunter yelled. Medical staff came in and started to clean and patch up the wounds, another blood mark would come across Kane's arms as someone had sliced through his flesh. The wrestlers began to gather, wondering if Kane was losing the fight. Kane's body convulsed and shook much like what Kenny did before being taken to the hospital.
"Wake him up! Wake him up damn it!" roared Triple H.
The medical staff tried to find the proper items to wake Kane, yet none were to be found. "They're gone! All of them!" one of them yelled out.
Hunter sifted through the bag when Kane's body became still. Hunter paused and saw he wasn't even breathing anymore. "Kane?" he asked.
The Medical staff felt for his pulse, none was found. "He's… dead"
Hunter shook his head in disbelief, how could he have let Kane do this? "Damn him, Damn Freddy!" Hunter cursed aloud.