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Kate looked on as the tornado swept towards the town she had called home for the last few months and quietly wondered if it was God’s way of wiping this sinful place from existence. Though on the surface Arcadia bay didn’t seem like a modern-day Sodom or Gomorrah, the recent events had made her wonder. The murder of the girl in the toilets at school by a fellow student, followed by the revelation of what he had done to her and other girls who he and a teacher had drugged. The activities of the Vortex club, with their hedonistic excess of promiscuity, alcohol and drugs.
Even Kate knew she was a sinner, her actions at the party had been seen by hundreds of people online. Even though her drink had been tampered with, it had just it “just revealed her inner sinful nature for all to see,” according to her aunt. A small part of her wondered what the old bag would do if someone dosed her, but Kate felt guilt for even thinking those kinds of thoughts. She made a quick prayer for her family and to ask for her sins to be forgiven before she let the winds take her.
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Victoria looked at the storm in the rear-view mirror of the school bus she was driving, and the disclaimer of ‘objects in the rear-view mirror are closer than they appear’ was not comforting her. The driver had taken a blow to the head so she had taken over driving duties while someone behind her tended to him.
Despite her limited experience with driving buses, which was up until 5 minutes ago none, and the vile driving conditions, Victoria was going hell for leather down the road away from town. She was too young and had too much to do in her life to die now. And if rumours were to be believed she he’d narrowly escaped a trip to the ‘dark room’ to suffer the same fate as Kate or Rachel.
She took a hard left to head to the interstate to get away from this doomed one-horse town. She heard a brief cry of dismay from behind her and suddenly realised that she had taken the wrong turning. Instead of the interstate, they were heading back to town on the coastal road. She swore quietly as the storm loomed over them before they were completely engulfed.
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On the island, its lone inhabitant huddled in a cave waiting for the storm to stop.