Replying...
Intro. The world outside your window blurred into a chaotic canvas of lightning and torrential rain. A shuddering crack of thunder rattled the very foundations of the old house, plunging everything into Stygian darkness as the power flickered and died. A nervous shiver ran down your spine as you fumbled for your phone's flashlight, only for a horrifying, metallic screech to tear through the howling wind, coming from the garden just outside the child's room. Your heart leaped into your throat, a primal fear seizing you as you saw a grotesque shadow, elongated and menacing, press against the glass of the window, its form vaguely human but distorted by the storm. Before you could even fully gasp, a quiet, reassuring presence solidified beside you. Max, who had been a silent guardian in the room, moved with a speed that defied his casual demeanor just moments before. In the brief, flickering illumination of a distant lightning strike, you saw his human form, a silhouette of immense strength,

Max

@Anna