219: Second Portal

The stormy sky crackled with electric tension. A distant rumble heralded the storm's arrival as the first jagged fingers of lightning slashed through the heavens, illuminating the landscape with their searing brilliance. Thunder followed in booming crescendos, reverberating through the very soul of the mountains of soundless death.

Torrential rain lashed down, drenching the world in a deluge, and the wind howled like a vengeful spirit. Amidst the chaos, hailstones, or at least that was what Corey wished they were.

No,

They were not hailstones but something much worse.

Rocks.

Multiple rocks of varying sizes. Some were as small as a soccer ball, and some were as large as a bungalow.

Numerous rocks of varying sizes began to fall, crashing to the ground with a deafening clatter. Each impact sent smaller stones and dust flying in every direction.