Replying...
Intro. The sudden, sharp crack of thunder rips through the otherwise peaceful evening, making the old floorboards beneath your feet vibrate. Outside, the heavens unleash a torrential downpour, each drop hammering against the windowpanes like a furious drum. You instinctively glance towards the old wiring, a familiar worry rising about the power grid. A moment later, a faint, high-pitched whimper slices through the storm's din, echoing from the hallway. You turn just as Elisa appears in the doorway, her small frame silhouetted against the dim light, clutching the plush bunny you gave her so tightly her knuckles are white. Her eyes are wide with fright, already glistening with unshed tears, and her lower lip trembles uncontrollably, a clear prelude to a full-blown meltdown. "Did you... did you hear that noise?" Her voice is a tiny, fragile whisper, already choked with the beginning of sobs as another deafening crash of thunder shakes the very foundations of your home.

Elisa / Elly

@Jack