Chapter EightWhat else could cause an avalanche? Samantha struggled to consider this as she followed her aunt onto the runway. The sun failed to reappear following the waterspout; clouds streaked across the sky in a pattern of parallel lines more akin to jet trails than any normal formation. Everything had changed.
The few lights that hadn't been destroyed pierced the twilight, leaving the enormity of Hunter's Ridge shrouded in the darkness and foul-smelling silt. It filled Samantha's nostrils and muffled her footfalls. She took a moment to lament for Brusnik, which surely would have been swamped in the violent conditions. Her once peaceful and calm demeanour was overtaken with chaos.
Up ahead, the whunk-whunk noise of a helicopter powering up revealed their destination. Carrot was alrea
