A/N: Thanks to those who reviewed! They meant a lot to me!

They were shocked by the last seconds of this eerie night. Everything had gone from fine to terrible. In the blink of an eye, they watched as the normality of life disappeared from them. Though, could they be what we call normal? Were their lives normal?

It sure as hell didn't seem like it because in a normal world you don't see such cruel things as kids killing other kids out of anger. Their world was slowly sinking down, crashing like the waves onto shore, hitting rock bottom.

There they stood, in the dark parking lot at Tric. All of them watched as a boy they once knew and loved lost his mind and ran off. Seconds later, he was gone. They couldn't move. It felt like their feet were cast in lead. Five tired minds yelled for pairs of legs to just do what you learn to do when you are months old.

Just put one foot in front of another and go after him. That shouldn't be that hard though it felt like it. It felt paralyzing. All of them, standing like lost statues on a deserted island. Their eyes met, all concerned.

"What just happened?" asked a brown haired girl, her face soaked in tears as she held onto her husband's iron hand.

"I don't know, Hales…I don't know…" Nathan whispered.

Water flooded her eyes again. At that time, she wished she hadn't been so sensitive so she could just stop crying and put herself back together and fight this. But fight what? How do you fight the invisible beast of incomprehension and fear? How can you overcome the fear of fearing?

Not that far away from Haley was another broken girl. Well, there were two broken girls but one in particular had a hard time swallowing the last pictures on the time lane. That girl was Lucas' girlfriend. She had been trying her hardest to help him but it was just so hard because Lucas was a hard person to get to.

Over the years, he built endless fences around his heart. The guy had a hard time letting people in. Brooke, though, had gotten through that shell. She knew him like no one ever did. Now, how does it feel when the person you love and know so much is there in front of you, breaking down but you cannot do anything for them?

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His head was spinning around. The lights and the sounds from the world around him messed with his sanity. The cars were going too fast and the lights were too dim, swallowing him into thick darkness. The anxiety he never really knew about was reaching top notch.

Every little sound he heard made him jump. A man looked his way and right away, he felt his heavy glare on him. Lucas hid his face into his the side of his hood. He looked again to see just the threatening gaze in the man's face.

He couldn't stand so much disgust in the other man's face. Even the people he didn't know hated him now. Everyone hated him. With that, he pulled the hood of his hoodie over his head and kept walking.

He had been walking for a while now trying to clear his head. His thoughts were racing like an army of bees in a hive. The sounds came more and more into his ears. He thought he heard footsteps. Now he was being followed.

He quickly spun around to see who was there. Nothing. Emptiness. Silence. He was just alone with his thoughts. He could've sworn there was someone. He still felt like it.

Watched.

He felt watched. Like someone was following him with a camera. They wanted him. This was all a big trick. He understood now. His friends weren't friends. They were actors. That was it. Everything that had happened in his life was a movie trick. Keith wasn't dead. He was an actor. The real man was somewhere out there.

That was just it. He was the new Truman Show. All his life was an act. This wasn't real. Lucas knew it. He was certain on that point and now determined to find a simple failure in the set.

A man walked out of a drug store. Lucas hid in a corner and went after him.

"Hey!" he shouted. "HEY!", this time a little louder.

The man spun around. Lucas grabbed his jacket and brought the man's face close to his.

"Who are you working for?" he spat.

The man was frowning, a rage look rising on his face.

"Who the hell are you?" the other grunted.

"That's what I was going to ask you" Lucas said through gritted teeth.

"Now I say it again, who are you working for?" he shouted.

"What the fuck?" the man said.

Lucas shook the man hard. He let go off his collar to punch him right in the face. The man fell to the floor before standing again. He was twice Lucas' side and now he was also pissed off. He swung his large fist and connected it with Lucas's jaw. The kid fell to floor, not standing back up. The older man got down to Luke and punched him a couple of times again.

"You moronic asshole! I do not know what you want but I don't have time to waste on you. Stay the fuck away from me!" he shouted.

Lucas growled in pain. The other spat and walked away leaving a hurting Lucas on the floor. He was done with the story though, still convinced that this was a play. He looked all around trying to see where the cameras could be. His head spun madly when he did and white spots blurred his vision.

He looked at a car and started shouting after the wheel.

"You all saw this, people? They're attacking me" he said to the wheel.

A man who was walking by looked at him in a weird way. He frowned and quickened his pace. It's not every day that you see kids talking to car wheels…

Lucas was taking this all seriously though. He could feel the stares behind the cameras. He knew it. People had been watching him throughout his whole life. That was disgusting him.

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Brooke, Nathan and Haley all hopped in a car, driving around the streets to find their friend. Peyton didn't join, busy talking with her new rock star friend.

Brooke was highly nervous. She kept playing with her shirt, hardly looking forward. The car was dead silent until finally Haley dared to speak.

"Can we at least talk about it?" she asked.

Nathan sighed. "It's too weird"

Brooke turned her eyes off her nails to look at them for the first time. She held on a sad glare. The tears burned in her eyes but she wouldn't let them fall.

Haley kept rambling on. That was what happened when she got nervous. A little like Brooke did though this time it wasn't all around Brooke.

"…So I don't get it, he was fine days ago and now he acts like a total psycho!" she burst out.

"Hales, could you not saw that, please" Brooke spoke for the first time. That startled both Nathan and Haley. She rolled her eyes.

"He's not psycho…he's just…"

"Weird? High? Totally stoned? Stupid?"

"Shut up, Nate" she said after he gave Lucas such names that Brooke couldn't bear to hear.

"He had to be on something" Nathan said.

"What makes you say that?" Brooke inquired. Nathan's eyes widened like balls. Even Haley who had been really talkative was now dumbfounded. Brooke's eyes were pleading. Nathan scratched his brow.

"Well, Brooke…some things are obvious. You cannot deny facts. In addition, Lucas has had a lot to deal with lately like losing Keith and that school shooting thing. Maybe he just took something to ease the pain. It's a common thing, you know…" he explained.

Haley's voice was now calmer and slower. "I think Nathan might actually be right. You were there Brooke, you saw what happened. This change in behavior isn't normal" Haley added.

Brooke lowered her eyes. "There's something you guys don't know…"

Both looked at her with pleading eyes. "He was sent to the principal's office today for being an ass in class" she confessed. Nathan couldn't help but laugh.

"Lucas? Mess with the teacher?" he chuckled.

"Look who's talking mister I bring beer in class and call the teachers 'sluts'" Brooke spat. Nathan's smile dropped to the floor. Haley's mouth dropped.

"What?" she gasped. Brooke rolled her eyes and looked out the window again. Nathan was debating whether he should just skip the question or go into long and crappy details.

"Look that is past story, Hales" he said through gritted teeth. The atmosphere now seemed incredibly thick and smothering. Brooke slid the window down to get some fresh air. The car went hush again. Haley jumped from her seat.

"Nathan!!" she screamed. Nathan's head spun around. His jaw just dropped as stomped on the breaks. Brooke had to grip onto her belt to not fly through the windshield.

"Oh god!" she said. Nathan didn't have the time to start the car again that Brooke was already out. Soon enough, Haley realized where they were and quickly got out as well. Nathan took the time to park the car before he got out.

There, the three stood in front of this giant mess. In front of them, once stood Keith's Scott house that he bought when he came back in town. He had always find it small but for a one person' habitation, it was rather cozy and sweet.

At least, that is what it once was. Now it was rising in flames. Dark smoke was filling the dim sky. They could smell the bad odor of gas. The house was melting into ashes then dust. In front of this mess was a tall person. From there it was hard to tell for that he was dirty but he seemed blonde underneath the dark soot covering his hairs and clothes. It looked like he was dancing…

"Lucas?" Brooke shouted. The person didn't respond. Or she was wrong, or he didn't hear her, or he didn't want to answer to her.

"LUCAS?!" she shouted. He still didn't move. Instead of that, he got closer to the fire, almost as if he wanted to jump into it.

"Shit" Nathan cussed. He ran towards the figure and tossed him onto the lawn. The last thing he heard were loud laughs. Then he heard the sound of their bodies falling. He rolled the other over the see no one else but Lucas.

Lucas was in tears…of joy. He had been laughing all along and now this seemed even funnier than ever. His eyes were brilliant with sparkles of craziness. He looked absolutely crazy. Not the crazy you call someone who has just told a bad joke, the crazy that is really disturbed in between the ears.

"Hey man, they told you to come?" Luke asked without obvious souvenirs of the last time they spoke.

"Who?" Nathan asked now wondering what was wrong with his brother. It had to be some goddamned powerful drugs to change in poised brother into a careless and reckless moron.

Lucas laughed harder. "The producers! You know the guys you work for" he jerked.

Nathan was totally dumfounded. "What producers? What the hell, Luke?!" he spat.

"Aww come on, don't act like you don't know!"

Nathan shook his head. This was odd. Like really eerie. He grabbed Lucas by the shoulders and pulled him up. He had to hold him because the older Scott now had troubles standing. Nathan pulled him off the grass and into the street where Brooke and Haley were waiting.

"How you guys all came, that is so cute!" Lucas spat. He started swaying and slurring in addition to the fact that he was sweating a lot and that he was covered in soot.

"Lucas, what's going on?" Haley asked.

"Why, can't we have a little party now?" he giggled, staring at the burning house again. They started hearing sirens.

Brooke looked at the fire then at Lucas. "You did this?" she suddenly snapped. He laughed harder while nodding his head. She cupped his face in her hands.

"Lucas! Please baby, tell me what's wrong" she cried.

"Nothing's wrong, I'm perfectly fine!"

Haley broke down in tears. "No you're not! You burned a house down! You also caused a scene at Tric and…and…", at that point, that was too much. Her heart just broke. Even when she spoke, Lucas' eyes were totally out. It was as he didn't recognize them anymore.

Nathan grabbed his brother's arm and pulled him over. He tried getting him to the car.

"Come here, little boy. We're going on a car ride" Nathan said, biting his lips.

"Hey!" Lucas shouted on his best manly voice. "You don't get to treat me like if I was five, get it?" he spat. Nathan was startled. Lucas's eyes now held so much anger. He nodded. Lucas started laughing again.

"You didn't see that coming, right. Bet it wasn't in the script"

"What script, Lucas? What the hell are you talking about?" Nathan asked.

Lucas seemed lost in thoughts. Haley and Brooke watched that with attention. Lucas searched his words. "You know, Nate…all of this is just an act! You're not my real brother, are you?" he said, now serious.

"What the hell?! Of course, I am your real brother! This ain't some Truman Show, Luke. This is real!" Nathan tried to make him understand. Lucas slowly shook his head.

"You just don't want to tell me! I know it is!" he said.

"Lucas?" Haley softly asked, he voice hardly above a whisper. The eldest Scott turned around.

"Get in the car, please!" she said. Lucas looked lost.

"Look, if you don't want them to know you lit the fire just get in the car!" she spat.

Lucas quickly nodded and hopped in the back of the car. Nathan threw the keys over Haley. She caught them in one hand and sat behind the wheel. When they all got in the car, Haley pulled off quickly. Seconds after, the police and fire department cars pulled in front of the burning house.

Lucas was chiming into the backseat saying how he would find the guy he nagged at Tric and kill him. He had a long and nasty plan. Brooke frowned at every word.

"Luke?" she asked with disgust.

"Oh Brooke, stop it! Otherwise I start with you" he threatened. Brooke was stunned. He didn't stutter once. His voice was perfectly clear and his eyes were serious. He was 

serious. They all shut their mouths and minds. Not a word was spoken now. He was scary.

"There we go" Haley finally said. They all looked out to see where they were. In front of them stood a tall white building. The Tree Hill Memorial Hospital…

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Dun dun dun…kinda cliffy. It just depends on you and how you like the story so far, of course if you hate it you'll probably say 'finally over'. On the other hand if you like it, you're probably wondering where this is going and what I'm doing with this. Don't worry, if you care to write reviews, I care to write what happens next and I think this could be good.

Next:

Tragedy unfolds as the news is revealed. Why are they in the hospital and what will happen there? Is Lucas on drugs? Oh maybe he is, and maybe not…why, why, what?

You'll know soon enough…if I have time since school year is almost over and I don't get on the computer much…just tell me if it's worth writing so I can concentrate on the most important things. Thanks a lot for reading!