The lightning tonight looks like a fissure in the air. It's the first time I've ever seen an actual lightning bolt, instead of just a flash of light across the sky. When it strikes the earth, it feels like something is trying to reach out from inside the chasm and pull part of this world back with it, but the crack closes too quickly for it to catch anything.

I start counting:



before I realize I am in the storm. I am a part of it.

The lightning gets closer. There is a bang on the door that somehow drowns out the thunder. I can feel the impact on the other side. A horrid scratching sound penetrates deep into my skull. I pray the lock will hold until the storm subsides.

Another clap from the heavens and the room goes black.