Officer Graham and Quincy took a few people behind the cabin. After some discussion, they decided to build a simple squat toilet over the drainage ditch. The rain was coming down harder and harder, and the runoff on the ground churned like a flood. Thin planks would be washed away instantly, so they had to use barrel-thick logs to secure it.
To prevent the cabin from collapsing, Evelyn led everyone in bracing the beams and pillars with logs. But a bolt of lightning struck, and a corner of the adjacent cabin instantly snapped off, leaving the entire structure shaking and on the verge of collapse.
"Holy shit," Quincy swore in terror. Everyone stared at the lightning-split roof, their eyes filled with raw fear.
"It's still smoking."
The color drained from Evelyn's face. She shouted urgently, "There's more lightning coming! Get back inside!"
