Bruce sidled up behind Luke and Jenso, inspecting the paintings from a distance. He swept his eyes down toward the end of the hall and the carvings, curious as to the prevalent theme of flames. He glanced at Jenso- Bruce had his own skepticism about prophecy and predetermined events, but his beliefs had been challenged many times already in his life.
'But more important,' he thought, narrowing his eyes. 'Why doesn't there seem to be anyone around?'
'But more important,' he thought, narrowing his eyes. 'Why doesn't there seem to be anyone around?'
