Luke hung up, his breath shaky. "I have to go find her. Now." He said to Antonio with fear in his voice.

"But how? You have no idea where she is-"

"I do. Shut up, we have to get outta here. I'm not bringing those police."

Antonio shrugged. "Cool with me. I just still can't believe you're that jealous."

"I told her I loved her on the phone. She sounded hurt, and now I need to find her at the Shed."

"What are you talking about?" He stared at his friend as if he had suddenly gone crazy.

"It's where Sylvia and I were found when we were left hungry and cold and tried to fall asleep. I told her I loved her and I missed her...because I want to tell her all of my feelings towards her."

Luke sighed, exhausted and defeated. Then, he froze. "You know the legend of the Terror?"

"Yeah...? Luke, what's gotten into you?"

"She was the one who bombed us... and... she... I saved Sylvia from her and... Sylvia mentioned about those related to Terror... She could be kidnapped by them...." Luke's face was an ashy white. "I can't.... Sylvia will DIE!"

"What?!?! You killed the Terror? What was the Terror like in human form?" Antonio looked at Luke in a kind of wonder, which scared Luke even more.

"Part of the motorcycle gang.... Outsiders... I think... Luna. Luna was the Terror. I killed her to save Sylvia. Sylvia almost died..."

"No..." Antonio's voice caught on fear and wonder.

"We have to find her ourselves..." Luke said, then froze in fear, for there was all of a sudden someone holding a gun to Luke's head. He froze like a statue.

"Are you friends with Sylvia Goodwin?" The man asked.

"Y...Y...yes...I...am..."

"You're coming with me."

"O...o...ok." Then Luke's world went black.