While the drama was being
played out by the group upstairs, Mike, David, and Louise were running for
their lives through the backyard, past the dark and empty pool that was
illuminated from above by yellow lights.
The sky above End House
lit up with bright flashes of light mixed with loud rumblings of thunder. Red
flashing lights streamed through the night sky, followed by bright yellow
pulses of light. In contrast, the sky over the rest of the town remained dark
and quiet.
Louise noticed black
shapes creeping toward them on the pool deck. She fled down the steep stairs to
the beach with Mike and David following close behind. She heard David screeching
about flying bats trying to knock him off the face of the mountain. Hard objects swiped at her, almost causing
her to lose her balance a few times on the slippery stone steps. But continued on, refusing to look back over her
shoulder to face what or who was attacking
them.
She dashed along the
beach, feeling as if mounds of sand were being thrust in her face. On the
walkway, branches swiped her across the face—like skinny wooden arms struggling
to hold her back.
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