The rain showed absolutely no mercy.
It poured from the heavens as if the sky itself had declared war on the world.
Tessa couldn't understand it.
One moment the day had been bright and peaceful, and the next they were trapped in what felt like the middle of a storm sent by angry gods.
Yes, twilight had arrived and the sun was preparing to set, but that didn't explain anything.
The sky had been clear.
The air had been calm.
Then suddenly—
Rain.
Heavy rain.
Cold rain.
The kind of rain that soaked through skin and settled directly into bones.
"What is wrong with this world?"
Tessa shouted over the roaring storm.
Nobody answered.
Mostly because nobody knew.
The weather seemed completely insane.
Water streamed down her face and soaked her hair until it clung to her cheeks.
She hated every second of it.
"Isn't there a cave around here?" she yelled.
"We need somewhere to stay for the night!"
Her voice was almost swallowed by the storm.
