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The sound of rain dies away, and then it’s just the occasional creaks of the building around you.

There’s a pause before anyone speaks.

CLARA: “Is it over?”

OMAR: “Maybe.”

DANIEL: “Probably not.”

BONNIE: “Was that weather? From that weird green sky outside?”

DANIEL: “Well, some of that sounded like rain.”

SAM: “Then was the crashing noise thunder?”

DANIEL: “You tell me. You’re the lightning one.”

SAM: “I have the ability to produce lightning, not detect it.”

OMAR: “Felt more like an impact than lightning. It shook the building. Maybe we were hit by something.”

There’s another pause. Maybe you’re all waiting for something to happen, straining your ears to see if there’s any more surprises to be had.

ASH: “Should we… watch the rest of the video?”


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