rain lashed at the tin roof, hammered the thin metal. it dripped through rust holes, formed pools on the floor. his broken glasses glittered in the fluorescent lights on the ceiling. they swayed with the violent gusts of wind outside.

the concrete floor was slick with water. he walked between rows of metal shelving - came to a heavy steel door, pushed it open. it swung open, the wind nearly ripping it from its hinges. black and white waves crashed against the dark shoreline, broke on the wharf and threatened to eat him alive.

he stepped outside into the storm.