PART THREE: Black Umbrellas
About six weeks after Monica got pregnant, she began having nightmares. They weren't exactly the scariest night terror's but for her, they were the worst. She never saw herself floating, but she knew she was, in mid air high above the clouds. And it was always raining, thundering, flashing lightning into her sleeping eyes. And as she was floating in the sea of dark clouds and pelting rain, a black umbrella would gently glide down from even higher than where she was. It would dance around her almost mockingly, until she tried to grab it and stop its taunting ways. But she could never catch it, and the dancing would continue until she awoke to the darkness and wiated for dawn to arrive.
On one particular morning, she awoke to the noice of a shrieking scream in front of her house. She ran outside, grabbing a jacket, and flee'd to her front lawn where she found a woman, horor struct looking up to the sky, her eyes crystal blue and shocked. She followed her gaze to the sky where she saw the magnificent, towering funnel of water, almost floating. PAst the tree's and the neghborhod, past the city, in the ocean. And it was headed, straight towards them. It wasn't movig fast, not fast at all. But the terror is induced in Monica's heart was enough to send her running down the sidewalk and to her car. she jumped in, pulled her keys out of her coat, and buckeled up. Saftey first. Then running in fear. She skidded out of the driveway, and fled down the road.