Disclaimer: Hey don't own Numbers or Wicked by chapter six. Enjoy.
"So he'll want to stay in his coma." It wasn't a question on David's part; it was another fact.
"Yeah that's what Don told me." Megan sighed, and threw her newest cup of coffee down the drain. "I don't know who we're going to get our friend back then."
"Well, I think that Don knows what they're doing, him and Alan. I think that they're doing the right thing." Colby walked into the lounge and commented to his colleges as he poured his newest cup.
"But keeping Charlie in the coma? That's not the brightest thing that I've ever heard." David said as he turned to Megan, who shrugged.
"It makes sense, if Charlie doesn't get to finish what he started, he might get the idea to knock himself back into the coma. I know that it sound irrational but it also sounds to me like Charlie." Megan paused, hoping their theory wouldn't come true, and that Charlie would get out of his current state soon.
Charlie shivered, he ha officially decided that he didn't like this place, yet, there he was, huddling behind Elphaba wondering how long that they had been down there. Probably for a few hours at least.
"Here we are." Elphaba paused before a solid steel door, made like the ones that you would see in an industrial warehouse or a building of that sort. Just by looking at it, Charlie didn't think that it was even three inches thick, but the lock on it was puzzling, even for him. Numbers were scratched above the lock to give hints to the guards he supposed. He fiddled with the numbers for a moment, then figured it out.
"It's in sequence. The number that comes next in line is the sum of the two numbers before it! See lets try this…" he punched a few numbers until they both heard the door latch open and a voice out of the darkness.
"Go away, I don't have anything to say to you damn losers that think…" The man had dark hair, almost coal, and deep green eyes.
"No Avric, I think that we're come to get you." Elphaba stepped into the room as Avric stood, and tossed him an apple.
"Here we have a long journey out of here, and it won't be the way that we can in either."
Don sighed as he pulled into Charlie's driveway a few hours after talking to Megan and the others, wondering what the next course of action would be. But then again he already knew what it was: to decided if he was going to let the doctor pull open his baby brothers skull, shock him enough to scare him awake, and hope that the hole thing worked. But he wasn't in the mood. But when he got into the house, he was surprised at what he saw, and he hoped never to see it again.
Mak: Ohh double cliff! Sory this is still short, but I have a college midterm to study for and my other story to update. So hit the button on your way out!