POV: Samira James
The silence that followed the restoration of the power was almost as deafening as the darkness had been. After the rangers performed their sweep and stationed a vehicle at the base of the private drive the adrenaline began to recede and left a hollow and aching exhaustion in its wake. We stood in the kitchen under the harsh glare of the overhead lights looking like survivors of a wreck. The consensus was immediate and unspoken as we all began to gather our things to retreat to our respective rooms. No one wanted to be the first to fall asleep but the weight of the day was pulling us down toward the floorboards.
"I am locking the main basement door from the inside." Denver announced. He was gripping a heavy flashlight and moving toward the stairs with a tired but determi
