Ferono wheeled slowly towards the cell's bars, his eyes looking constantly into the eyes of the only man he held respected more than his own self. Once the wheelchair hit the bars, Ferono concentrated even more on Carlos' face. A small purple vein appeared on Carlos' forehead. Both men eyes stood completely still, their irises contracting and expanding continuously. Suddenly Ferono's face took a terrified look, and despite leaning towards the bars he fell back on his wheelchair.
Alandra and Jose rushed towards Ferono, but did not get close, since his body was spasming violently. Eventually, the spasms stopped. Ferono's face looked pale and still had that terrified look. Jose leaned over him, and spoke to him: "Ferono, are you all right? Talk to me!" Alandra kept a distance.
"Ferono, what is happening! Wake up!" Ferono's face started twitching, the words "No" "I am you" "Trust me" "Broken..." echoing from within him, like voices from people buried in a deep cave.
Suddenly, he turned around. "Right, guys. I believe everything is done here. Time to go", his face having a calm, collected look. Alandra asked him "Ferono, is everything ok?" and he replied calmly, with a slightly ironic expression. "Yes, my dear. Everything is fine. Actually, things were never better for me. Now, let's go."
Ferono began wheeling calmly towards the stairs, while the others looked at Carlos, worried. As Ferono reached the stairs, his voice echoed from around the corridor "Will anyone help me with those stairs, please?". Jose replied "Yes, I'm coming, hang on hermano!" and turning to Alandra "It's time to go. There nothing more we can do right now." Alandra followed him down the corridor, looking at her father as the vault gate closed. Jose grabbed Ferono by the armpits and carried him up the stairs. Alandra followed with the wheelchair.
Ferono got on his wheelchair after they reached the ground level. "So, hermanos, it's time for me to go. I wouldn't want to miss my dinner, would I? I suggest you do the same". The others look at him puzzled as he wheeled away towards the garage, where his speedbike was parked. Ferono slowly climbed on the bike, secured a seatbelt, folds the wheelchair, attaches it to the side and fires up the turbines. He rides off, following all traffic signs, his turbine revving at economical output. That was very unlike him. He was a known adrenaline-junkie on Crete, and he usually disregarded all traffic laws, speeding like mad even in urban streets.
Slowly, his bike disappeared in the horizon, heading to the main Spaceport were his Titan was waiting. Jose and Alandra, after watching him vanish away, decided that everyone should head home and rest after all those events. Jose drove away, while Alandra clambered up the stairs towards her room, both unaware of what had really come to pass.
