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The Storm on 10-03-2020 16:54:09

A frantic pounding on the door startled Alison and interrupted her musings. The nearest neighbors miles away, she put down her iPad to cautiously investigate.

“Who is it?” Alison shouted from behind the door.

The incessant pummeling on the door stopped.

“I’m George Ikechi, your neighbor from up the road. I’m stuck out here and need help, please,” a voice that sounded vaguely familiar replied.

Alison did not recognize the name.

A clatter from the lock turning brought a momentary smile to George, but he quickly replaced it with a brooding frown when the door opened.

Alison opened the door to an onslaught of wind and rain and a flood of humid night air that instantly displaced the comfort inside the house and caused the flames in the fireplace to shudder.

In the gloom, she vaguely recognized the gigantic, imposing figure standing at her doorway, “Come in.”

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