Jessica saw where Will was flying. The obvious place was the ocean. “Dave should be out there somewhere, it makes sense,” Judy said, now able to fly on her own.
There was a place in the distance that looked good as any other. “Will, look over there, it’s a beach, looks like a nice place. We should go there,” Jessica yelled. Will looked to his left and saw the only place that she must have been talking about.
“Sounds good to me,” he replied and turned in the air. In minutes the four of them were standing on the beach. No one else was there. The storm above was just as bad as it had been, the wind making the waves worse.
“Fantastic place for a last stand,” Will said, looking around, wondering how the power was still on despite the supernatural storm all around them.
“Yeah, I like it, too
