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at them to get inside and they all without being able to say a word, run inside, looking at the
wave through the glass door of the deck.

Samson: I’ve never seen anything quite like this before. I even checked the forecast of the
most trusted weather website which also mentions just a mild downpour. I just can’t get it
what’s happening

Arnold: Will you please shut up with your technology worship! We are in grave danger here.
(The wave hits the deck and the glass door of the deck shatters into pieces, an enormous
volume of water gushes in and wretches’ havoc in the entire house. All three of them are
taken in by the blast of water and struggle underwater to hold onto something. Within an
hour, the water level drops and Arnold is lying there unconscious. Samson and Julia regain
consciousness and wake up in dreadful fear.

Samson: What just happened! I can’t believe it! How can the weather forecast be so wrong!

Julia: For god’s sake Samson, I don’t give a damn to your forecast, let’s go and see if Arnold
is okay.
Samson: Yeah right right! Arnold! Are you okay my friend! Wake up. (Turning to Julia) Give
him artificial respiration Jules, fast come on!

Julia: with a frown of anger on her face, my name is Julia! (Sits down and gives an artificial
respiration, Arnold wakes up coughing and spilling some water from his mouth.

Samson: See what happened because of guys like you working at the meteorological
department who work half-heartedly just because they have to and not supporting the giant
human cause. They got the forecast wrong! Or we’d have been prepared for this!

Both Arnold and Julia look at each other and shake their heads in disappointment.

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