Thunder!!
Raphael's eyes reflected the violent flash of lightning as the sky roared overhead, thick with storm clouds swirling like a beast in the dark.
Rain poured down in relentless sheets, drowning the world outside as if tomorrow no longer mattered.
She had almost made it to the door... coat in hand, heart pounding, determination burning in her chest to bring her nephew back—but then this cursed downpour had come crashing from the heavens, halting her in her tracks like a divine warning.
Ophis, sprawled lazily on the couch with one leg draped over the armrest, licked her ice cream with slow, deliberate strokes. Her eyes, narrowed in smug disinterest, flicked toward the television glowing in the dim room.
The news anchor's voice crackled through the storm outside, "…the weather is expected to intensify through the night. Stay indoors and avoid unnecessary travel."
