seemed to move in an uncanny, fast pace motion. The limited amount of light from the sky seemed to grow darker and darker behind the black clouds that poured down fast paced raindrops followed by lightning.
She heard more wicked noises, as if the gods above were in the midst of an angry war. Then, all things came into focus; Katie caught glimpses of shadows, things that flew through the air. She didn’t recognize most of them but it appeared as if a lawn mower was floating swiftly through the sky. Was this my imagination , Katie wondered, was this a dream? She blinked again and realized that this was indeed a nightmare. Only she was wide-awake.
“Oh my god. We’re in the middle of the Wizard of Oz,” she said to the trees as she attempted to open the door handle where her daughter waited behind. It wouldn’t budge. She pulled and pulled but the wind fought back, confusing her. She hung on, with fear and panic. “Hang on, baby girl,” she said to her daughter who began to appear frightened on the other side of the window.
Before she could form another thought, or let out a scream, Katie felt pressure upon her back. At first she thought it was the wind, but then she noticed there were arms around her body, practically pinning her against the vehicle. Fear struck her hard, she scratched, pushed back, tried to fight off this predator. But even with the struggling, it wasn’t enough, she was quickly being pulled away from the car without a choice and forced towards the cottage across the street. Finally, she found her voice and the screaming came without pause.
“Stop! My daughter is out there. She’s in the car. I’ve to get her out. Leave me alone. Have you gone insane? You are such an idiot. Stop.” The words kept coming, one phrase after another, she was furious and couldn’t stop them. Insult after insult, plea after plea. She tried to break free from his grasp by pushing him away, fighting for freedom. She was desperate to get back to the vehicle, but he was too strong. He wouldn’t let her go. He didn’t even try to argue with her. Once she was inside, she recognized his house, she recognized him: Blake. His name came easy for her to remember here, in the midst of chaos.
“You’ve got to stay here. Do you understand?”
Katie couldn’t focus on what he was saying, all she could think about was Micah. Her daughter was out there all alone, wondering what had happened to her mother while they were wasting time in here.
“Katie. Listen to me. Stay down and don’t move. Do you understand? I’ll get her.” His voice was so demanding, so sure that he knew exactly what he was doing. Katie knew that she had no intention of trying to argue with him, the quieter she was the sooner all this would be over. The wind outside had won the battle.
Blake wasted no time before turning around and running back outside. Katie, still sitting on the wooden floor in the living room of the neighbor’s house, couldn’t move. She could hear debris hitting the windows that she sat under and debated the idea of moving to another spot, but her thoughts were processed in slow motion while reality was speeding by. Before she knew it, Micah was being placed safely in her arms.
“There’s no time to argue, you’ve just gotta trust me. We have to move, get to a safe place.” The neighbor quickly motioned for Katie and the little girl to follow him down the hall and into the bathroom.
Katie glanced around what looked like the bathroom, though it was easily the largest one she’d ever seen. A huge spa-like atmosphere with light blue tile, yet no windows. Set off in a secluded corner, she spotted a tub; it was nearly identical to the one at her house. Blake pointed to it and said, “Get in.”
“What?” Katie pulled Micah closer to her chest. “You can’t be serious. There is no way in hell I’m getting in there with you,” she said pointing to the tub that Blake had just motioned for all of them to climb into. Micah