'Ethan please no, stay with me please!' cal cries in despair, before bursting out in tears. Cal had almost given up hope when some footsteps were heard, getting closer and closer.

'Help!' Cal yelled, hoping for a response, but non came. The slither of hope fanished as quickly as it came. Until,

'Anyone there?'

'Yes, over here!' Cal screams,'Please help us'

Cal hears the footsteps come closer and closer, followed by a light shining through.

'Where in here!' Cal yells as the light shines upon them.

'Is anyone hurt?' The man asks

'Yes my brother, Please he, he may not make it!'

'I'll call an ambulance, can you get out?'

'I don't know, but Ethan's trapped.'

'Right, stay put. Help is on the away.' shoats the man 'what about you, are you hurt?

'No I'm fine'

A few minutes later the ambulance and fire crew arrive.

'What do we have here?' Iain asks the Police officer who had found to boys.

'To men trapped, one seriously injured and trapped, the other no mention of any injuries. Still no visual as the structure is unstable.'

'Right, how long until we can get in there? If no one has seen them then we don't know what we are facing, they could be bleeding out in there!'

'We'll be as quick as we can'

Iain marches to the fallen scaffolding eger to get started.

'I'm sorry I can't let you in yet' The fire chief says, blocking his way in.

'Look, there are injured people in there and we don't know the full extent of it yet. I need to know what we're dealing with here.'

'Iain!' Cal shoats, recognising the voice

'Cal!' Iain replies, 'Is that you?'

'Yes, Ethan is here to, but he's trapped!' Cal cries

'Explain everything to me please, it'll help us a lot'

After a few extaurating long minutes,

'Oh my' Iain swears, seeing the state Ethan is in. Cal had told him, but, seeing it with your own eyes is something completely different. The amount of blood, the ocean of it. The darkness of it compared to the paleness of Ethan's face. The blood gets thicker and thicker the closer it gets to the pole. The long shiny metal pole which has penetrated itself through Ethan's abdomen.

After taking a second to compose himself Iain gets to work.

'Right, there is a pulse, just barely' Iain says softly, feeling Ethan's cold neck

Cal breathes a deep sigh of relief. For a moment he thought that it was to late, that he had lost his little brother.

'But his breathing is very weak, we may need to intubate.'

'Just do what you need to do, he can't die like this!' Cal beggs

'Don't worry Cal, we'll do the best we can. Well, get Ethan some oxygen and fluids, then we will have a look at this pole.' Iain says calmly, giving Cal a reassuring smile.

'We'll get you out of here Ethan, just you hang on' Iain says reasuaring to an unconscious Ethan.

'We can't take the pole out here.' Iain tells the firechief, 'It's to risky'

'Well we can't free the pole and moving it could cause the structure to move, causing more damage' The fire chief stubbornly

'Look, we have to free a man who is very close to death, there needs to be a way!' Iain almost shoats.

'I think, I might have an idea' The Fire Chief says 'It's not the safest, but it may just work'

'Right, we have a plan' Iain tells Cal

'Good' Cal says softly

'But we need to intubate Ethan, then the fire crew will come, then it will get tricky. We will cut Ethan free on both sides.'

After intubating Ethan, and wrapping him in blankets the fire crew come in as start to take action.

'Cal, it'll be best if you wait in the ambulance now'

'No, I'm not leaving Ethan here!'

'I know, but there isn't a lot of space here, and for your own safety, please, for Ethan'

Cal reluctantly agrees with Iain. He is will just take up space. Ethan needs help, help which he cannot provide.

'Right boys' Iain instructs 'Remember this pole cannot move. If it moves, not only may this whole thing come down even further, but it could kill Ethan here!'

With 2 men holding the pole still, they manage to cut the top portion of the pole. Then they move onto the hardest bit, the part that has thrusted itself into the ground.

'3,2,1, lift' Iain counts for the log roll, leaving just enough space for the man to cut the pole.

'3,2,1, down' Iain counts as Ethan is gentle lowered back down to the ground.

They put Ethan onto a board and the crew carefully carry him out, still with a chunk of pole through him. They safely secure the remain pole in the collapsed scaffolding, and all men get out safely.

Cal watches from the safety of the ambulance the silhouette of the fire crew carrying a wounded man on a stretcher. As he watches, he feels shame. This is all his fault. All Ethan did was look out for him, that's all he has ever done. And now, with only minor cuts and bruises, he is watching his younger brother being pulled from the wreckage, the wreckage that he caused.