Head for the cabin

Stepping out into the rain is the hardest part. So is every step after that.

Amy can’t help but gasp, the downpour plastering her t-shirt to her body. She’s not at all confident of how well her phone will survive this. Waves of wet cold beat her backward as she heads up the slope – it’s not that far—

There! The cabin. It looms out of the murk, reassuringly solid. She squeezes herself against the wall, trying to shelter, and inches around the outside, looking for the door—

There’s a window. A light on. Someone else is here?

Amy peeks through the window before scooching back, hopefully out of sight. There is someone inside. Hard to see through the rain on the glass, but – a man. Probably.

Her thoughts run wild. Alone out here, nowhere else to go, stuck with a man she doesn’t know. This feels like the kind of situation to avoid at all costs…

But it’s the situation she’s in. What other choice does she have? Head back towards her car and hope for the best…?