"Oh no, we're too late!" Justine said, "We have to put the fires out."

"How?" Patrick said. "If we're seen those men will come back. I just hope your friends got away."

Justine buried her face in Patrick's shoulder and cried. "We're too late. I can't believe we're too late.

"We can go back to Drasil and go home," he said.

"I can't leave my friends."

"You have that option now, but you may not later."

"Dad," Justine looked at him, "I have to help my friends. ...