Suddenly, there was a loud clap of thunder.
She stopped talking abruptly and I could hear the fear in her voice, "It won't rain, will it?"
I was also a little anxious because the hole was too dark and I couldn't see anything clearly. If it were to rain cats and dogs, the water from the mountains and rivers would flow into the hole. If the water current was too fast and flooded the hole quickly, I would inevitably drown.
I gulped and said, "Rainie, look at the sky. Sometimes, it's just a peal of thunder. As long as there are no dark clouds, it won't rain!"
Rainie was about to cry, sobs choking her voice. "There are dark clouds that suddenly appeared. It seems that it's going to rain. Where is Dahlia? Why is she taking so long? Why hasn't she come yet?"
I bit my lips. Saying that I was not afraid would be lying. But it was useless to panic. I had to find a way to save myself.
If it really rained, drowning would be one thing. If a landslide occurred, I would be buried alive.
I looked up at the mouth of the hole and said, "Rainie, don't be nervous. Go around and see if there are any sturdy vines. If there are longer ones, find them, throw them down and give them to me. And get me some branches too. Throw a few of them to me!"
She nodded as a response and went to hunt for them.
The hole was dark. It was bearable when Rainie talked to me. In the sudden quiet, the fear in my heart intensified.
What's more, the soil was wet and it reminded me about the night when I had a miscarriage. My body trembled involuntarily with the memory.
I tried to think rationally. I told myself that I must not be scared. I can't die here. I haven't accomplished many things. I haven't raised little Anne yet. I have dreams I haven't reached yet.
"Arianna, can you hear me? I've found some branches. Be careful, I'll throw them down." The voice of Rainie came from the entrance of the hole.
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