“Magnum man's Marshall. Machete dude is Luke.” Conell spoke simply. “Yeah, I've known them for a long, long time. “ Conell smiled, speaking sarcastically. “No, I've known them for approximately five minutes... So I would assume they're talking about us, but who knows.”. Bryan looked at Conell and then shook his head and said, "Got, Luke and Marshall. Easy names to remember.". He then walked towards Marshall as Luke had left and then Bryan said, "What's up with him?". "I don't have a fuckin' clue. I try to help - keep people alive and he's being an ass for some reason. I'm not the leader. Never said I damn was. Yeah - I made decisions, and yeah they were successful. That Luke guy? He's caring for some little girl, and what I did kept him and that girl alive. Shit. Wouldn't be that bad for him to, I dunno. Not go off in huffs and show a little gratitude? Only tried to help." said Marshall as he spits on the ground, turns around and puts some other stuff in the back of the pick up. Bryan didn't say anything as it could get worst and he was already talking to Conell.

Bryan looked as both Marshall and Conell got and then Bryan said, "I'll just get in my cop car and follow you guys to the other.". He then saw as Marshall and Conell left in the truck and then Bryan walked towards his cop car and got inside of it. He saw that the truck already had left and Bryan followed the tire marks on the road, heading back towards the freeway. He just saw the grass and trees as it looked like nothing had happened to them, no fires, none of those things, just animals and the trees. He then saw two cars, one white and another one blue, and Bryan stopped the cop car and opened the trunk, which had a fuel can and a fuel siphoning tube. He put the tube in one of the cars and breath in it, he then spit out some oil and the sound of oil hitting the bottom of the fuel can began. Bryan smiled and waited for a few more seconds and then it stopped, a quarter full of oil. He put the fuel can and the tube into his trunk and then closed it as he got into the driver's seat and drove once more. 

Bryan looked at the same truck that Marshall and Conell were in and then saw them, overlooking the body of Luke, as he a gun shot wound to the head. He stopped and opened the door and closed it as he got out of his car and rushed towards them. He stopped and then said, "Oh god. What happened to Luke?".