In the wrong place at the wrong time

Katrina sat up, peering out in the corridor. The dog got up and came
over to her, placing her head in Katrina's lap.
"Holy smeg!"
"Why me." Someone muttered.
Katrina peered around the corridor to see Donover standing in the
middle head to toe blackened and then he coughed out a cloud of smoke.
Lloyd appeared from the other side of the corrioder and
commented. "What the bloody hell happened here?!"
The two were coming back from poker that had lastest most of the
night and yet again, Lloyd had cleared out everyone. Everything was
seemly normal until this little box had been thrown into the corridor
and Donover was unlucky enough to be caught in the blast while Lloyd
was quick enough to drive out the blast.
Lloyd then noticed Katrina and then began to wonder.