<strong>Vince - Arriving at Piledriver Lane</strong><br/><br/>The firetruck pulled up on the scene, where an overly large bonfire gave a brilliant display in a forlorn testimony to what probably used to be a pretty house, and was now blackened ash and golden-scarlet destruction.  Out in the street, a number of pizza boxes had been strewn about, their delicious contents strewn around in haphazard disregard for such a sumptuous meal.  It still smelled yummy even if road pizza likely wouldn't have that tasty flavor.<br/><br/>"No one is inside the house," came a voice over the radio.  "Mr. Phelps, thankfully we won't have to worry about sending you inside.  Concentrate on putting out the flames."<br/><br/>Along with the ambulance taking a woman into the back, presumably to perform extensive care upon her, there was also police officers speaking with a young man and a beautiful young woman, each in their own separate groups.