Lu Yan's Waking up
The storm lasted four days. Four days each more difficult than the other. If the wind could be considered icy on the first day, this adjective proved to be an understatement for the next three days.
By the morning of the second day, the wind had reached speeds well above the level of a hurricane and a human weighing less than 100 kilos would not be able to set foot outside or else face the risk of being blown away to new skies. Incidentally, this was the least of their concerns.
Hailstones originally the size of a pine cone had quickly reached the diameter of a coconut and the speed of the falling ice projectiles had more than doubled. Even at his peak, Jake would have had to think twice before venturing out into the blizzard.
Naturally, the temperatures had plummeted and the fire in the chimney had soon been no longer enough to warm their stone abode. With Jake away and asleep anyway, Sarah and Kevin had to be even more resourceful in keeping the injured alive.