Terry Hintz have been staring at the sea for a good while now. It was the morning when the whole gang found out that he left them. He left some of the items, that forced some of the members to go with him. Some members decided to head back to their home, while others went after him. Terry just stayed where he was standing. He have lost sight of the ones who went after a while ago. He was just sitting on the pier, where Brad and Larry's brother build the boat. "I want to go after him, but I can't. Why?" Terry said to himself. "Well, maybe it's for the best. It seemed personal for him to go after the girl. Sigh. I just wished I could say good bye to him, one last time." Terry said. He then got up, and walked away from the pier. But then he took one more look out the ocean. "I wish the best of luck to you Brad. I also wish the best of luck to the girl too. For she is going to need it, in order to survive in this world." Said Terry as he walked away.

Terry have been walking for a while now, trading some of his paper for some food and drinks. He decided to live somewhere else, away from the mayhem. He used to live in an unknown land where he pretends to be a king there, but it got too depressing living alone by yourself. During his journey, he saw some sort of an abandoned warehouse. He went up to the entrance, then saw a poster of a kids show called 'Mortimer's Handeemen.' next to the entrance. "Aw, sweet. I used to watch this when I was a kid. Too bad about the fire that broke out. I still wonder how that happened. Maybe I should rest here for a while. Maybe I can rest here for a while, then I can go on with my journey." Terry said. He then entered the warehouse, not noticing that he is being watched.

End of Prologue.