The rain thumps the sheltered walkway repeatedly as he scurries under. Pitter patter, it strikes with purpose. Hurriedly, with adrenaline coursing through his veins, he walks swiftly. The wind blows against him, rising to ferocity within seconds. He pauses and looks in the distance. Sheets of rain looming in the distance. Only it isn't so distant anymore. Thunder bellows above, fueling his steps. Lightning crackles in the distance, spurring him on, like a whip in a chariot. Cars drive by with teary windscreens. He reaches shelter, and waits.
No rain comes. The skies above clear, and there is nay a tinge of darkness abound. His pulse beats within.
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