"Shut up!" he screamed, hitting his head with his left hand. He moved back on the bed and watched the spiders, only this time humans accompanied them. Slithering like snakes on the floor, moving their heads from left to right and staring the young, cowering boy. Blaine couldn't stop the tears from running down his face, he let them go and watched as the undead human slitered across the floor; eyes rolled back and black. On it's face it carried an eery smile, a smile that sent shivers down Blaine's back. The thing slithered up the bed and attached itself to his body. Blaine struggled, kicking and screaming before finally falling off the bed, the figure slithering and shaking closer to him. It grabbed his foot and Blaine's breath was taken away from him. He gasped and tried standing up but the figure shrieked and smacked him hard across the face, staying silent but never releasing it's grip on the boy's foot. The spiders got smaller and multiplied, crawling all over Blaine's body, then the ants starting crawling; they were as red as fire and were hungry, cutting deep holes on his legs and arms. Eventually the worms slithered from the figures body, carrying maggots and smaller bugs. The ants worked their way into Blaine skin, he yelled and stood up, scratching at his skin furiously until it started bleeding. He ran over to the door and banged his hardest in the metal, so hard that his fists started bleeding. Blood flew every where as Blaine kept banging on the door, trying to get someone, anyone to help him with these things crawling all over his body. When no one came he sunk down to the floor and cried harder, making his head pound and his heart ache.

"It's all in my head.... it's all in my fucking head!" he screamed, running his hand through his hair and covering his ears. When the figure latched onto him and shrieked, Blaine's heart jumped in his chest and he cowered. The figure crawled on top of him and pinned him down, spitting bugs and maggots at him.

"Kurt doesn't loveee youu." the figure cooed, running a lanky hand through sweaty curls. It's neck cracked and it looked directly into Blaine's eyes. "No one loves you faggot, no one does, no one ever will, so why don't you kill yourself"

"kill...my...self...." Blaine said, as if he had been taken over by a robot. The figure stood and so did Blaine, then it disappeared, along with the spiders, worms, maggots, and others. He sighed and looked down at the ground. His breathing slowed but his brain didn't. It was whirling and twirling and going in all sorts of directions. He got up slowly, praying his legs didn't give out on him and grabbed his bed sheet, pulled it off his bed, and slowly stood on his desk near the window. Blaine tied a tight knot around a bar on the window which were used for patients who had tried to jump out the window to hurt themselves, Blaine thought it had been funny, it still wasn't stopping them. Blaine took a breath and put another knot in the blanket, wrapping it around his neck and tying it tight, smiling to himself and jumping off the table. The knot tightened and Blaine's breath immediately hitched as the pressure increased on his neck.

"I love you Kurt...." he muttered as he fell silent, barely breathing.

Sam and Kurt walked happily into the hospital holding hands. Chase eyed them from the corner and smiled slightly to himself. Kurt walked up to the front desk and smiled at Sam.

"Visiting hours aren't over are they!? I asked Parker but he didn't know!!" Kurt asked worriedly as Chase's expression changed. He shook his head no but refrained from asking questions.

"Thank god! Kurt's been bugging me all day to come see him!" Sam laughed, hitting his fiance's shoulder playfully. Kurt smiled softly and looked at him, love pouring into his eyes. Sam didn't have to do this but he had suggested he go with him, Kurt knew it was probably because Sam thought Blaine was mental and could hurt him, Kurt however thought the exact opposite. If he had thrown a punch it wouldn't be at him, he would be punching at Sam. Chase handed the boys their passes and lead them to his room, he swipped his card against the screen and opened the door. Kurt's eyes went wide and tears fell from them. Sam immediately felt horrible, Blaine was hanging from the bars on the window, face a light tinge of blue. Chase loudly called for security, who came running. Wesley pulled out a knife and cut the blanket while another guard, caught the falling boy and quickly rushed him away. Kurt's knees gave out slightly as he saw Blaine's lifeless body being towed away. He turned around and was caught by Sam and who helped him sit down in the waiting area of the hospital.

"Sam.........."

"hmm..."

"Did you see him.... he was fucking blue!" Kurt cried, standing up and pacing around the room like he did most of the time when he was nervous. Sam got up and sighed, hugging the boy and whispering into his ear.

"What if he dies Sam!!!!???" Before Sam could say anything a loud yell was heard from the next room.

"We're losing him!" Kurt knees gave out, but Sam was to terrified to catch him. This would be bad, really bad.......