The whole town was covered in a dark gloom. Clouds hovered threateningly as the wind thrashed though the air. The town's people could feel the coming storm and tried to find safety in their homes, though no place was safe.

I stud in the dense forest as the wind blow though me. I was already numb so the wind didn't bother me. There was mud caked on my dress. My arms and legs were covered in scratches from the underbrush. Suddenly the ground stated to move it seemed to jump up to meet me, then I realized that my legs had stopped supporting my weights. Time seemed to move slowly. I wasn't sure if I was making nose out of the wind or if I really did hear the sounds of music, particularly the flute.