My ears rang after I heard the loud crack of thunder accompanied by a lightning strike. It was massive—and kind of terrifying. My teammates just laughed and shook their heads, clearly having felt the same shock I did.
"My mom used to say that when there's thunder and lightning, the gods are fighting up above," one of my teammates said.
"And you still believe that?" I chuckled.
"No, not after I watched that documentary." He shrugged. "If we were stuck in the old ways like the werewolves of the past, maybe I'd believe it forever."
My eyes shifted to the ten flags in our hands. It was a significant achievement. However, I'm unsure if we should continue.
I wasn't trying to be a baby, but the weather was throwing off my mood. Something felt off—an eerie sense of dread. It made me think ser
