The next morning, they went on again. Bon carried their rhythm guitarist on his shoulders. After a few hours, Angus stopped.

"Did you hear that?" He asked. Bon also stopped and listened.

"Yes! That sounds like a car!" The two ran faster and came out on a freeway. Angus fell happily to his knees.

"Finally!" Beside them was a sign that read:

Melbourne: 2km

"Come on Ang. Another two kilometers. Then we finally did it!" Angus laughed and jumped around like a three year old.

"Finally! Did you hear that? We're not far away!" Angus looked up at his brother. Malcolm hung limp on Bon's shoulders.

"That's nice." He murmured wearily. Bon and Angus looked at each other in alarm. Then Malcolm sagged completely against Bon. He almost fell off Bon's shoulders.

"He passed out! Quick!" Bon picked Malcolm up bridal style and the two ran for their lives down the street. Both couldn't breathe anymore, but knew they couldn't stop. Arriving in the town, Angus asked a woman who was selling fruits on a small table:

"Excuse me. Madam. Where is the hospital?"

"That's oh- you're Angus Young, aren't you?" Angus grinned.

"Yes, but we're really in a hurry. Where do we have to go?"

"Oh yes of course. You have to go down this street to the crossroads. Then left there and the first right and then you will see it."

"Thank you, madam." He and Bon walked on. All people stared at them. In a few minutes they were in the emergency room.

"Ma'm! Ma'm! We need help!" Bon shouted. The woman at the desk looked up from her typewriter.

"Oh God. Quick, come with me!" She got up and led them to an operating room. Malcolm was taken from Bon's arms and carried inside. Angus and Bon sit down on two of the waiting chairs. Bon put his head in his hands.

"Shit, what now?"

"Now all we can do is hope." Angus murmured. A girl, maybe 10 years old, stood in front of him in a hospital gown and stared at them.

"Sorry sir, are you Bon Scott?" Bon smiled at her.

"Yes. Who are you?"

"I'm Marlene."

"Why are you here?"

"Ear infection. And I have a broken leg."

"Doesn't sound great."

"Sir, could I...could I have an autograph?" Bon looked at Angus, who was smiling. She gave him a pen and Bon signed on her cast. Angus imitated him.

"You're listening to our music?" Angus asked.

"Yes, I love it. My mum doesn't like it because she sings in an opera and she told me that this music is nothing for kids, but I love you guys."

"Um...thanks."

"Why are you here?"

"Our friend is having an operation." Said Angus. Bon deviated from the topic:

"Who is your favorite band member?" She didn't think twice and exclaimed:

"Malcolm. Unfortunately, I've never met him." Bon and Angus looked at each other.

"Well, you know. You could meet him. Just not at the moment."

"How so?"

"He's the friend who's having surgery." Her eyes widened.

"What happened?"

"He has an infection."

"Oh."

"I'm sure he'll give you an autograph when he's awake." Angus said. The girl smiled.

"I'm not leaving here anytime soon. I'll be here for the next month." A nurse walked down the aisle.

"Marlene! You're not supposed to leave your room!" Angus laughed. "I'm sorry gentlemen." She apologized.

"That's fine." Bon reassured her. Marlene was led away. She waved to the two of them. Then they were alone again. Bon made a call to the police while waiting and reported the incident and that they should pick up Cliff and Phil. After two hours, a doctor came out of the operating room.

"Is he alright?" Angus blurted out.

"It was very involved and he's in a coma right now, but he'll be fine."

"In a coma?"

"Yes, there was no other way. He should wake up in a few days though."

"Can we see him?" Bon asked.

"Yes, follow me." The three of them walked down a long corridor until they came to a room. Room number 120. The doctor opened the door and said:

"I'll have other patients to attend to if you'll excuse me." He disappeared back down the aisle. Bon and Angus walked into the room. They were shocked. Malcolm was in bed in a hospital gown. He had IVs and other tubes in his arm. A heart monitor beeped softly beside him. A tube was stuck in his nose so he could breathe. All in all, he didn't look good. A nurse came in, checked the injections and said:

"We lost him twice. It didn't look good. But he's on the mend. If you need anything or if he wakes up, just press this button." She pointed to a red button next to the bedside table.

"Thanks Ma'm." Bon said, because Angus just couldn't speak in shock. As the door closed behind her, Angus gasped.

"He died twice, Bon. TWICE." Bon calmed him down and promised to get him a tea from the café. As he went down, he heard angry shouts:

"But we know he's here!"

"I'm not allowed to say it to a person like you." He heard the nurse at the reception. As he rounded the corner, he saw Cliff and Phil. Their faces were red with anger. They had changed and were holding two bags.

"Hey Bon! The woman here won't let us go!" Bon turned to the nurse:

"It's okay." He told them the whole story while he bought the coffee. Then they went back to Mal's room. Cliff dropped the bag he was carrying and whispered:

"Oh my God. Shit." Angus looked at them with swollen, red eyes.