The Storm

The air was stuffy, the radio crackled in the background of my thoughts. Thick beads of sweat coated my forehead, and the aircon had burned out hours ago. My head throbbed in pain, it was only getting worse. I sat up the slightest bit so I could look out the window. Did my eyes deceive me or was that - "Snow" my thoughts were interrupted by my best friend Calyb.

I looked over, awe coated my face. "Pull over" I demanded "now."

The next thing I know, I am halfway out the car standing in the ever growing snow. I welcomed the cold, winter air. Frozen drops of sweat litter my forehead, and I am amazed at the sight that is to behold, the icy wonderland I had always dreamed of, but my admiration was short-lasting. I turned my attention to the blackening sky with a gasp. A storm was coming, and we were about to get stuck in it. Calyb stepped out of the car slowly, his gaze on the rumbling clouds. We looked over at each other, fear slowly engulfing us.

"We have to go…now" I exclaimed hurriedly. He nodded and we slid into the car.

Would we make it out?