... from inside the building they could hear the torrential rain lashing against the windows and the wind howling outside. It had been dark for some time and the temperatures had dropped considerably. Even so, it was far, far warmer inside than out and just the sounds of the horrific weather was enough to chill you to the bone. The trees in the area just outside of where they were sheltering creaked as the force of the gale hit them and when the noise of the gusts dropped they could hear branches snapping and falling to the ground. Even without looking outside, they knew that there was much debris accumulating around them and in the morning the landscape would look quite different to when they had last seen it in daylight.
A rumble of thunder in the distance was becoming noisier as the storm travelled ever closer. The lightening increased in intensity as the storm approached. A flicker of the lights brought a scream from the youngest of them and sent the older woman into another room to search for candles and a lighter in anticipation of an inevitable power cut. It was bad enough being inside listening to the storm with lights on; to be plunged into darkness would heighten their anxiety and preparation was key to survival.
As the minutes clicked by on the clock, they knew that soon a decision would have to be made. They had a mission to complete and failure would lead to consequences which none of them wished to contemplate. Things could get very messy indeed.
But who would take responsibility for the mission? Each had their strengths and each had their weaknesses. This was going to have to be a stealth mission. The deed needed to be done and then they had to return to the sanctuary of their current safe place. They looked from one to another, each hoping that someone else would offer to take the role of leader. They looked at the unwilling participant without whose co-operation the mission could not be completed successfully. Their look of trepidation was mirrored in her eyes. Was she ready for such activity? Could she complete the mission and return unscathed? Only time would tell.
All eyes fell on the elder man. He knew it was time to step forward and be a hero. He locked eyes with their co-conspirator. They moved to the hallway where they found the protective clothing they had prepared earlier. The man knew that his safety depended on this, without it he would be exposed to the elements and make his task much, much harder. When he was completely covered, he turned his attention to the person responsible for this mission. Without whom he would be comfortably seated in his armchair at home.
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