Finally, after what felt like a year had gone by, Misery was awake and able to converse as normal. The doctors had done some tests earlier and no damage had been seen. But the cause of the seizure, as they called it, was unknown.

"If she has another one, bring her right back, okay?" said a female nurse, rather firmly.

"Okay," I answered, my voice high in fear.

Since it was her birthday, I was afraid she would have another. I paced around the room, trying to figure out what to do before helping her to her feet.

"So, are we taking her home now?" wondered Ruby, eying me as I walked out of the room carrying Misery.

They had come to the hospital in a van, and were following right behind us. They didn't want her to be out of their sight the whole time.

"Yes. I'll help her into the van," I assured them, taking the lead.

The walk to the van was long, because they had to park far back. The hospital had been busy today, with checkups and the time still being within visiting hours.

"How are you feeling?" asked Iris to Misery.

"I'm very tired, and feel like someone rubbed glue into my muscles," she explained, trying to lift her arm, only to have it fall limply to her side.

"Well, you can sleep when we get in the van," assured Skull Boy, and we turned right and into the next row of cars.

There were two rows on either side, and it was a big parking lot. I became tired quickly, since it was muggy and I'd been worked up already with Misery.

"Here we are," said Ruby as we approached the last vehicle on the left.

I put her in the back seat, and she sighed as I helped her get comfortable. Before long, she let out a huge yawn, and was sound asleep.

"You should be able to fit," said Poe as he flew into the back to perch on the arm rest of Iris's seat.

"I think I'll fly back. I have a lot I need to think about," I sighed, buckling Misery's seat belt.

"Are you sure? You seem tired after that long walk," queried Ruby.

"I'll be okay," I admitted, slowly backing away from the van.

"Uh... okay. See you at home then," she said, sounding unsure.

"See ya," said Iris, and soon the van's doors were closed.

I waved goodbye, and rose slowly into the air, flapping as hard as my tired muscles would let me. I rose higher and higher, until I was level with the clouds. I flew in the direction of the mansion, keeping an eye on the van. But because my muscles were so tired, I had soon lost sight of it. Luckily, I knew where the mansion was from here. I let the wind carry me most of the way, while I pondered through my options. It looked as though I was stuck in Gloomsville now, however, since Misery was so sick.

"Well, I guess I shouldn't make the decision right at the moment, I still have probably two more days to make the official one," I sighed to myself.

When I finally got to the mansion, I saw the van wasn't there. I wondered why. I began to panic. Was it Misery's bad luck striking them down? They were very old-fashioned, so they had no cellular contact. I checked the door, and it was locked. But thanks to Ruby, I had been given my own spare key and had remembered to bring it. I took it out of my pocket, opening the door and just barely making it through before falling to my knees.

"Oh!" I groaned, pulling myself up and taking the key out of the door before closing it.

I headed slowly and tiredly up to the third floor where the bedrooms were, and collapsed onto my bed. I was so worried about Misery, but exhausted at the same time. I tried to get up to see if anyone was in the house, but my body wouldn't let me. I just fell back down again. So, against my will, I stayed there, motionless. Though I was very worried about the gang, and in particular, Misery, I couldn't move. My muscles were stiff as boards. I rolled onto my side, but was unable to do anything more. I was stuck.