Who: Aaron and Marta Where: The Park What: THUNDERBOLT AND LIGHTNING When: Saturday morning Rating: High for language and themes Open: Only to Jakes Status: Ongoing
The weather snuck up on them quicker than even Aaron could react to. Great big, thick clouds surrounded the skies above their heads and rumbled ominously amongst the darkness. There wasn't anything he could do as he saw the bolts build, the air pressure increase and cause him a headache. "Marta... what the fuck kind of weather is that?" he asked, reaching for her hand instinctively.
There was something inherently wrong about this weather, about the silken clouds and the intensity of them. Suddenly a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky above their heads. "Honey, I think we need to run."