I am sitting in a tree, watching a rainstorm come in from the east. The birds have fallen silent, and the first few drops begin to fall, gradually increasing to a deluge. I lift my face to the overcast sky; I love these precious moments, where the rain comes down around me and I am safe in my tree. I close my eyes, my heart beating with the patter of the raindrops on the leaves around me, and I forget the world, with all its problems and struggles and disappointments. I become one with the rain, with the clouds, with the trees, with the wind. I take a deep breath, the scent of rain heavy in the air.
Melody...
I open my eyes and look down. I am all alone here, high in the tallest tree in the woods. So who called my name? It was a voice I didn't recognize, a child's voice... It must have just been my imagination. I close my eyes again, feeling the beat of the raindrops penetrating my thoughts, my mind, my heart, my soul-
And then there was an electric crash and my world went dark.