Jordan ran as fast as his legs would carry him. His heart was racing a hundred miles per hour as he dodged through crowds of people, zigzagging through the streets, hoping that he could get the asylum people off his trail that way. When he finally thought he'd make it out, and that he lost them, someone grabbed his arm and dragged him into an alleyway. Immediately, Jordan started trying to pull away, kicking at the person who was dragging him out of public eye.

"Let me go! Let me go, you-"

"Shut up, Jordan and listen to me."

He let out an audible sigh of relief. Jared. His big brother gripped his shoulders, and then pulled him into a protective hug. Jordan squeezed him back, visibly trembling.

"H-how did they find me…?" he whispered shakily, burying his head in Jared's shoulder. Jared just sighed, hugging him tighter.

"I don't know bud, but I'm not going to let them take you away. I don't want you to go through that again."

"I-I don't wanna go through it again either…"

"And you won't. Let's just get home and-"

"Hey! You two!"

The brothers both let go of each other, and looked up, startled. As soon as one of the security people appeared in the entrance to the alleyway, a glare came on Jared's face, as he pushed Jordan behind him. "May I help you, sir?" he asked curtly, with a stiff, angry tone. The man pointed at Jordan, who immediately shrunk down behind Jared, still trembling with fear.

"That kid… is property of the Saarne Institute. He escaped months ago, and he's a dangerous... psychopathic person that should not be permitted to live outside of the asylum walls."

Jordan felt tears slowly drip down his cheeks. He knew that the man was right, but it hurt to hear it be said out loud. It wasn't his fault that he was this way. There was a day… a day where he wasn't insane. Where he was a somewhat normal kid, despite a crapload of family problems. But a few months ago that was all stolen from him… and those evil people stole his sanity.

"This kid is not anyone's property," Jared spit at the man, practically seething with anger. "This is my little brother, and he is perfectly normal, and he is coming home with me. End of story."

The man just snorted and rolled his eyes. "Guess we're gonna have to do this the hard way."

Strong hands gripped Jordan's arms from behind, and yanked him backwards. He let out a shrill scream, trying to pull away as two security guards pulled him towards a truck at the other end of the back street. Jared's eyes widened, and he immediately tried to run forward, only to be held back by the guard behind him.

"Jordan!" he yelled, desperately throwing punches in random directions to get free. More tears streamed down Jordan's face as he too struggled against his captors.

"Jared!" Jordan wailed, flailing helplessly. Jared's actions also became more desperate as he screamed at the security guards to let his brother go.

As the shoved Jordan's arms into a straight-jacket he just looked ahead down the alley, his yelling stopped and replaced with silent sobs.

"J-Jared… don't let them take me again…" he whispered hoarsely. But before he could say anything else, Jordan was thrown into the back of the truck like a lifeless doll, and was locked back there, leaving Jared standing in the alleyway with hot tears running down his face.

Tabetha Garder sat alone in her room, turning over the charm of a necklace that hung around her neck while reading a book. The past couple of weeks had been crazy, and it was really nice to finally just sit down and read for once, which was a very rare occasion. She sighed slightly, sinking into the pillows as she turned another page. Her birthday was coming up soon, and to be completely honest, she wasn't really looking forward to it. All that attention… and it was practically tradition for Jared to embarrass her in front of everyone…

All of the sudden, her door burst open, startling her and making her jump. Looking up, she saw her brother standing in the doorway, his eyes red and a frantic look on his face.

"T-Tabby… it's… Jordan…"

She frowned, closing her book and setting it down on her bed. "What about him?"

"He… he and I went into town today…" he panted, putting his hands on his knees. "And the asylum people found him… they took him again…"

Tabby's eyes widened, and she gasped slightly, her throat tightening. "Y-you can't be serious…"

"I'm afraid I am…" Jared said quietly, tears stinging at the backs of his eyes.

"No… he can't… they wouldn't have…" she stuttered, completely shocked.

"But they did…"

Tabby jumped off her bed suddenly, half out of panic. "How did they find him?! What were you two doing over there?!"

"We weren't doing anything! Just looking around at the stores and messing around, that's it! We didn't even do anything to draw attention to ourselves!"

She sighed, running a shaky hand through her hair as she began to pace the room. Her thoughts were racing so fast, it was hard to concentrate. Her brother was again trapped inside an asylum. When he didn't even belong there. And what was worse, was that she knew what had happened to him the first time… and she knew it was going to happen to him all over again.

"It's going to all happen to him again!" she cried. "The shock therapy, the tests, being stuck in a building with other people who are actually insane!"

"I know, Tabby-"

"What about his PTSD? It's going to get worse, and that's just going to chip away at his sanity even more until Psycosis once again regains control! After that…" she sighed, sitting back down on her bed again. "After that, there's nothing we can do…" Tabby buried her head in her hands, her shoulders shaking slightly. Jared sighed, sitting down next to her and sliding an arm around her shoulders.

"It's going to be alright, Tabby-cat. We'll get Jordan out of there just like we did last time… I promise."

She wrapped her arms around him, squeezing him tightly as tears trickled out of her eyes. "You promise…?"

"Yes, I do. Plus, Jordan is tough… he'll be able to handle it just like he handled it the first time…"

Tabby nodded, but she honestly didn't believe him. She'd seen a broken Jordan before. She'd seen him while he was too weak to keep up his strong facade. During times where he was too tired to try and be strong anymore. And she knew that just talking about the asylum brought back things that he didn't want to talk about. But he was about to relive the whole thing a second time. And this time, it wasn't guaranteed that they'd actually get him out again. Their security was most likely double what it was before, and the cells were probably a lot more secure. Their situation seemed impossible.

Jordan was on his own.

Heheheheheheheh :)

Anyways, most of the next chapter will most likely take place in the asylum, and just... Jordan slowly but surely starting the deep downspiral into insanity ^.^ So yeah, stay tuned my friends!

~Raven