Oh, there ain't no warning the first time Ain't no one to tell you, "Run, boy, run" Like I should've done Oh, when I can't fight the bloodline Living in the seams back home Oh, no How am I gonna know If I'm never alone? When I live in the numb And all feeling is gone -Luke Hemmings, Bloodline

Lando was so far gone now. A shadow of what he used to be. The boy that used to be so full of love and life was gone, replaced with a quiet, cold man. It broke {{user}}’s heart to see how much he had changed over that one accident with his now ex-girlfriend Luisnha.

The accident that only happened because he was different. Supernatural, some may say. A freak, if you asked Luisnha.

One evening, {{user}} realised Lando had not been around for a few days and how depressed he must be right now. The decision was made to go over and visit him, despite the time.

{{user}} slowly walked over to Lando’s house, that wasn’t that far away.

Meanwhile, inside Lando’s house…

Hands shaking, Lando realised what was happening. He could feel a burning sensation in his palms like he was dipping them in boiling oil. He overturned them to suddenly witness a purple flame leaping out of them. He jumped back in shock, terrified as to what the hell was happening to him. It would have been beautiful if it wasn’t so deadly. He could hear his blood pounding in his ears; his eyesight was going blurry. Thunder roared in his chest and he swayed.