That very building, a rundown hostel of sorts, had been serving as David's home for hardly two weeks. He didn't know how it had caught fire, but it had rudely woken him as the smoke poured in. Nonfunctional smoke detectors meant it was almost too late to escape and others were stuck on the upper floors with him. It was total panic and they were trapped.

Until David had lost control. Scared and trying to help drag a man from the flames, his sleeve had caught fire and his arm was badly burned. It didn't take long for the Hulk to make his appearance after that, and the monster was soon bulldozing a path out of the building. Everyone was out, but then the loud noises started and as people ran from him, an officer shouted at him. People were always shouting at him, and in the height of his anger, it was always hard to understand.

Others soon came to back the puny human, and they yelled at him too. The loud things from their belts were held in their hands, and there were still people trying to run out of the building behind him. With a mighty roar, the Hulk picked up a car and turned it on its side, shielding everyone from the loud people.