Kurt clutched the phone in his hand, he was cold and growing weaker by the moment, warmth flooded out of a wound in the back of his head at and alarming rate, and every time he tried to get off his stomach he felt a dull ache in his backside. He growned in pain and horror as he realized what that monster had done to him. 

He struggeld to see correctly as he dialed the phone, he put it up to his ear and faintly heard the rings on the other side. "911 whats youre emergency?" 

He sucked in a shakey breath and stuttered out his name, and address. "Ok, Kurt is it? Were sending and EMS to your location as we speak, can you tell me what happened?" Moments went by asKurt blacked out for a minute, he finally came too long enough to utter one defining sentence. "He raped me, Karofsky raped....." His eyes rolled up into his head as his body convulsed in short spasms until his body went limp and he dropped the phone to the ground. "Hello, Kurt?! Hello? Are you there?!"

***Moments Later***

"Look Rachel, I dont care what song we sing, just pick one that features you on lead...." Finn pulled up to the house that had been his home for the past two weeks and slammed on the breaks, "Holy shit, Ive got to go. Ill call you back." He hung up with Rachel and jumped out of the car and ran to nearest police officer, "what the hell is going on here?" Finn demanded.

The officer wasnt exactly polite. "Son this doesnt concern you, but a young man was attacked in the house." "Like hell it doesnt, this is my house, thats my step-brother" Finn half screamed at the officer. "Son, you might need to call your father, it doenst appear to be good."

Finn dropped to his knees tears falling from his eyes, he looked up at the cop, and the cop looked away in the way that cops do when someone has died, Finn, picked up the phone and dialed Burt at the shop.

"Hummel Tires and Lube, this is Burt how may I help you?"

"Burt, its Finn. Somethings happened to Kurt"