Matthew Hall held his breath, not daring to make a sound. He pressed hard against his chest, where his wildly racing heart seemed to be vibrating hard enough to split his head in two, and it felt as though someone was pounding furiously on his chest from within.
Tiny flying insects buzzed by his ears, occasionally one would slip into his nostril, causing Matthew discomfort and nausea, yet he clamped his mouth shut, not daring to cough out loud.
With no thunder or lightning in sight, a torrential downpour suddenly descended, the huge raindrops pounding on the roof of the car with a loud clatter.
Further down the street, the flashing headlights of vehicles howled like ghosts and wolves, the downpour having triggered their alarm systems.