Chapter 747 – The Storm

• Cora
• The weather, bizarrely, gets worse as we drive. I’m usually not skittish about driving in bad weather, by as the miles pass I feel myself getting more and more anxious. The water pounds against the windshield and thunder booms around us, lightening flashing through the forests through which we drive.
• “What the hell is this,” Roger growls, leaning forward to look up into the sky. “I can’t believe it’s lasted this long – and it’s raining harder, not letting up…”