"Almost there! Almost there!" he chanted again. Trying to keep his focus on getting home, James was stopped dead in his tracks by a blood-curdling sound. Frozen with fear, he was no longer able to continue his way along the path, but he was also not able to turn and look. As if on cue, the raging storm intensified to its climax, drowning out James' cries for help. The raging storm passed, leaving the town with the feeling of promise for the new day. A promise everyone would feel-everyone, that is, but James.