"Maybe." Lukas answered, reading her question. He walked over towards the group with his friends. There was a small crowd, but they could still wiggle the way through to the front row. The truck driver was putting gas in the truck, wearily watching the group of super bored folks. "Nothing to see here, people. I'm just getting gas and then I'm out of here."

Maybe it was because someone was so bored, maybe it was just because they were plain messed up, but for some reason that day someone did something that changed Brand's, Z's, and Lukas's life forever.

Everything slowed down into slow motion as Lukas went from admiring the big, heavily armored white truck to noticing a light being tossed at the truckdriver with the gasoline nozzle just as he was taking it out of the gas tank.

"GET BACK!" Brad shouted in an instant, shoving people back as he watched the truck and driver instantly go up in flames. Hot, it was so hot. It was so insanely bright!

Lukas screamed, instinctively covering his face with his forearms as the budding blast knocked him back.