knife."
"Oh my god, this looks bad!" said the doctor. "I'll get him into the ER. Where are your parents, Mika?"
"Probably at home asleep," Mika replied. "I'll go get them if you want me to."
"Go ahead," said the doctor. With that, Mika tore out of the hospital and down the street towards his parents' house.
When he got there, he started pounding feverishly on the front door, calling for help. Because they lived next door to Rosy and her parents, Balto and Jenna both heard the banging and screaming and were startled awake. Now they knew something was wrong.
"Now you know something's wrong when you hear Mika banging on a door, screaming for help," said Balto after he and Jenna were both awakened.
"What could have happened?" Jenna asked.
"I don't know," Balto replied. "But I'm sure it had something to do with the gunshots I heard."
After about thirty seconds, Toni and Erja Kykalisko reached the front door. By this point, Mika was almost totally drained of energy.
"KAJ HAS BEEN HURT!!" Mika exclaimed.
"Oh my word!" exclaimed Erja. "What happened?!"
"He got attacked by three goons in the alley behind the club," Mika responded, sounding winded. "On of them slashed his throat with a knife. I got there just in time to stop them from possibly killing him. He's already at the hospital."
"For heaven's sake!" said Toni. "Let's hurry!"
With that, they took off for the hospital. Mika practically kicked the door down on the way in. He managed to recover some strength back.
"Would it have killed you to use the doorknob?" the head nurse said.
"When I want in, I want in NOW!" Mika snapped back. "Now, where's my brother?"
"He's still in the ER," said the nurse.
While Mika and his parents waited for Kaj to come out, the two who had been shot in the shins were brought in by their own parents. Mika panicked slightly when he saw them. Both pointed him out as the one who shot them.
"Uh, Mika," said Toni. "Did those two attack Kaj?"
"Yes," Mika replied. "But neither one of them slashed his throat."
"Who did?" his dad asked again.
"Some other kook," Mika answered back. "Last I saw him, he was still lying in the alleyway, and...oh, crap!"
It suddenly came to him what might have happened to the third guy. He realizied the kick he delivered that connected with the knife-wielder's chin may have killed him. It wasn't easy explaining to his parents what happened, but he finally did.
"I don't know for sure if he's still there," said Mika. "I'd rather not know."
Ten minutes later, Kaj walked out of the ER with a bandage across his throat. His parents and older brother were relieved to see that he was O.K.
"Are you alright?" Erja asked her youngest son.
"I'm okay," Kaj responded. "Say, did anyone notice that two of the guys who attacked me are in here?"
"Unfortunately, yes," Mika replied. "They were quick to point me out as the one who shot them in the shins."
"You didn't try to kill them, did you?" Toni asked his second-youngest son.
"No, I didn't," Mika answered back. "But they rushed at me with their own knives drawn, and I had no other choice if I wanted to protect myself." He then sat down and groaned before saying, "What have I done?"
"You didn't do anything wrong," said Kaj, trying to cheer his brother up. "Don't beat yourself up."
"Alright," said Mika. "Come on, let's get out of here before somebody finds out what happened to that third punk."
With that, the foursome left the hospital.
Mika wasn't out of the woods by time the next day rolled around. The body of the third one of Kaj's attackers was found dead in the alley. Cause of death was deemed to be a shattered cranial base. When the victim's relatives found out, Mika suddenly became a hated enemy of theirs. He had already been threatened by them several times that day before noon. Even though he was only protecting his younger brother, Mika was still being labeled as a heartless, cold-blooded killer. He wasn't even able to leave home that day because he was in mortal fear that someone might make an attempt on his life if he set foot outside. He spent most of the day hiding in his bedroom. His coworkers, John and David, were especially surprised. They couldn't believe that Mika was even capable of doing such a thing.
It was only by morning that Balto got wind of the full extent of what had transpired last night. Concerned, he crept over to Mika's house, taking the long way past a mob that had formed outside, and reached the back door and started pawing at it. Eventually, Mika came down and open the door.
"Oh, hi Balto," Mika said.
"What happened?" asked Balto. "Did you actually kill soemone?"
"Not on purpose," Mika replied. "I didn't even know about it until this morning. All I was doing was protecting Kaj. I told them if they hurt him again, I'd would use force. I was clearly provoked!"
"No kidding," added Balto. "So let me get this straight. Kaj got attacked, you fought to save him, killed one of the attackers by kicking him in the head, by accident no-less, and they have the nerve to say it was deliberate malice? Unbelievable!"
Across and down the street, Kaj saw the whole mob scene play out in front of his brother's house. He was especially outraged over the whole incident. He wanted to do something about it, but was also fearful for his life.
By that evening, the mob had been forced to disperse and Balto had gone home for the night. Mika, however, wasn't fully relieved. He had come to the realization that, despite having some friends - his band-mates, his boss, Balto - he was clearly not welcome in this town. Between that and the death threats he had been receiving, he felt he had no other alternative.
He then sat down at the kitchen table with a pencil, a sheet of lined paper, and a fifth of Drunken Czar Vodka. He started writing a note addressed to anyone who sympathized with his plight. The note read as follows:
To Whoever May Care,
I have been accused of a crime I didn't intentionally commit. Accused by people I thought I could trust. You say I am a murderer. I say, the only thing murdered around here today, was justice. Oh, yeah, that should grab your attention.
But that's not the only reason I am writing this. All things considered, I have not enjoyed living here in Nome. Apart from performing with Lapp Attack, I have been viewed as a innate outsider with no purpose here, except to be looked upon in a negative light. I see now that I am no longer welcome here.
Therefore, to make a long story short, I will spare you all from having to put up with me. As of now, I will have officially left this hellhole behind me, in an attempt to start over somewhere else. Perhaps I'll find a way back to a place where I'm at least welcome. Wherever that may be. I will search relentlessly, only pausing for sleep, eats, and when nature calls. You know what I mean by that, right?
Now I must go. Goodbye, all of you, since I'll probably never see you again.
Yours till Jyvaskyla,
Mika Kykalisko
While writing, Mika downed a few swigs of vodka. After he finished writing, some of it dripped on the note.
"Whoops," he said.
After patting it down as best he could, Mika added one last line to the note:
P.S. These are teardrops.
Mika didn't cry much, but emotion still gripped from inside. He didn't care whether or not he was doing the right thing right now. It didn't really matter.
He then went to the closet, gathered some extra clothes and supplies, packed them up in his hiking backpack, and went out his back door. He didn't take his hockey gear with him. It would have been too much to carry. He only looked back once at his house, possibly for the last time. He wondered if anyone cared at all, if anyone would miss him. "Probably not," he thought.
With that he wandered off into the night, heading west. By daybreak, Nome was out of his sight. He had made it past the nearby mountains, slipping on an ascent of a farther one.
"Man, I hate this place!" he said. After picking himself up, he exclaimed "WHY AM I HERE?!?!?!?!". His voice echoed across the surrounding landscape.
Where will Mika go? Will he find what he's looking for? What will the reaction be to his disappearance? Find out in Chapter 4: Finn on the Run.
Any Color, I've Been In Love Before, Life In A Dangerous Time, Fear Of Falling, (I Just) Died In Your Arms, and Sahara originally performed by Cutting Crew.
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