Rebecca's POV
The rain started to fall just after dawn.
One moment the sky was crystal clear. The next, the clouds split open and water started pouring across the hills relentlessly, it took us by surprise.
Within minutes, the small forest path we came through became a stream.
Mud stuck to my boots. Water soaked through my cloak and trickled down my spine. Every branch our shoulders brushed against released water on our shoulders and another shower over our heads.
The storm seemed determined to drive us back.
Too bad it wasn't the only thing trying.
"Careful," Ezekiel warned from behind me.
The ground shifted beneath my foot.
I barely caught myself before sliding down a muddy road.
Matthew grabbed a low branch nearby and helped himself up the slope.
"We should've waited this out
