[i]To Alyssa's surprise the knife lodged itself into Chuck's chest. Blood started soaking through his shirt as he fell to his knees. Chuck spoke between coughs of blood.[/i] "You b*tch." [i]He then looked over at Charlie.[/i] "And you...." [i]The red in Chuck's eyes withered away and was replaced by his natural brown color.[/i] "...you were always the creative one. Hacking into their controls, ha." [i]Charlie limped over to Chuck and held him in his arms.[/i] "You can't die, Chuck. All three of us can get out of here. You know I can figure this out." [i]Chuck chuckled.[/i] "There's nothing to figure out this time, Charlie. We both know that no one can go through that door alive unless one of us dies. You haven't fallen as far as I have under their control, any second now I could lose control." [i]Chuck looks over at Alyssa.[/i] "Come over here and twist this knife, will ya? Take care of my brother. I failed, but maybe you'll have some luck." [i]Charlie held his brother close, in tears. Chucks eyes were starting to turn red again...[/i]