While his blood spreads out in a sticky pool on the hot sidewalk, Klaus is going through something. He's learning things about himself, terrible and great things, and all the while he's doing his best to fight his way back.

Minutes pass and then the heavy silence of disrupted by Klaus suddenly gasping, eyes flying open as chokes on a cough, turning his head to spit blood out onto the sidewalk. His whole body shakes and he squints against the sun, head pounding and heart kickstarting back into rhythm.

"Five," he pants out, squeezing his eyes shut as he reaches for his brother's hand, looking at his face with wide eyes.