The air vibrated, electricity filled the very existence of the night sky as flashes of yellow and white lit up the canopy of darkness. Droplets of water fell to the earth, hitting - daintily at first - upon the cool pavement and asphalt of the man-made landscape. As the minutes passed, the water became more violent and fell at gravities discretion with more volume and more force. The wind picked up now, starting to toss and throw the rain at angles it was not used to falling. While most of the humans were asleep in their beds, other animals ran for cover. Birds tried to flock to safety but found themselves unable to navigate the cold winds. Stray dogs huddled under parked vehicles, testing their own survival instincts and debating weather or not to share their space or keep it for their own.
It seemed as though the relentless and persistent attack would not let up. And yet, as quickly as the phenomena occurred, Mother Nature released the bonds of fear she had so easily grasped. The storm subsided and the world was left with only small rivers in their gutters to inform those sleeping of what had transpired that night.