As soon as the sun set on the crest, it started to rain.

Soft and dripping, it started on the leaves and tents. However, the storm hit with a roar in a matter of minutes, in a galeggioi avolta virtually drompando.

Huddled behind her hood, coiled in the wind at camp, Maya whispered, "Damn it." "Before morning, we will be inundated."

Michael gave the command, "Get everyone behind cover." His voice was crisp and low, cutting through the clutter. "Check the perimeter twice. Tonight, nobody ...