Louis and Isaac sprinted across the poorly paved pathway and started up a hill. Sirens soared swiftly through the twilight as an angry orange glow ate at the horizon behind them. Louis looked behind them as they fled, remorse for his actions chewed away his resolve. Not watching the path Isaac was taking, Louis's toes tangled into a mess of debris and he crashed into the grass. Tiny chunks of warm aluminum poked him through his clothes. Isaac quickly returned to help him up. He seemed to refuse to let him fall behind.

As Louis struggled back onto his feet, he couldn't help shake the feeling that he was supposed to pause here. Blocking out all the surrounding sounds, Louis's mind calmed and he began to identify everything he heard, one by one. [i]Sirens, shouting, crackling of fire, the soft purring of an engine...[/i] Louis's mind began to panic and race for plausible answers. [i]Was someone following us? Did they see what I did?[/i] As his mind began to give to fear, another stronger emotion let itself into the forefront of his thoughts. [i]So what if they did? What they saw was a test. We could do so much more, you and I.[/i] Louis shook his head, afraid of the power in the thought, the power in himself.

Louis observed the space around them. They had made it to a side road, not well kept. Some of the debris of the warehouse had managed to fly this far. There was an ember just down the way from him. An ember that did not flicker. Louis focused on it and realized that he had found the source of the engine. The ember was the taillight of a motorcycle. Louis's heart sank. He must have hurt someone else on accident, maybe killed them. He had to know. He was furiously digging through chunks of aluminum when he heard a cough and a moan of pain. He ran to the sound and discovered a man trapped beneath a thick steel door. Louis struggled, desperate to lift it, but the weight was disproportionate and awkward. He called out to Isaac for help and together they hoisted the door and heaved it aside.

"Hey, man, are you alright?" Louis asked, "Hey, hey, hey, stay awake. Hey. Christ, please be alright."