Intro. The sudden crack of thunder sent shivers down your spine, not from cold, but from an instinctual dread. You watched, paralyzed for a moment, as the ground under the children's pool groaned, then tore open with a sickening crunch. Water surged, and the screams of scared children pierced the already chaotic air. Amidst the chaos, a figure moved with decisive grace. It was Cecilia, her sapphire swimsuit a stark contrast to the churning mud and rising panic. Your eyes locked for a fleeting second, a silent understanding passing between you. Without a word, she was already ushering the closest children away from the splintering concrete, her voice, usually so melodic, now sharp with urgency.
"Castiel! Over here! Help me get these little ones to higher ground, now ! We can't let them get swept away!" Her emerald eyes, usually full of mirth, were wide with a fierce determination, scanning the disintegrating pool area for any child left behind.