Chapter 307: An Unlucky Vacation (6)
Everly was awakened by a series of slap, slap sounds.
The noise came at irregular intervals—sometimes frequent, sometimes absent—but each impact was heavy, as though someone were repeatedly smacking the window with an open palm. After every slap came a loud splash, making the whole thing sound strangely unsettling.
Everly opened her eyes and glanced at the clock on her nightstand.
2:34 a.m.
It would be another half hour before her turn to keep watch.
Since she was already awake, she decided not to go back to sleep. She swung herself out of bed, walked to the window, and pulled the curtains aside.
The torrential rain was still pouring outside. Large raindrops hammered against the floor-to-ceiling windows, blurring the view beyond with a hazy veil.
Everly’s bedroom was on the second floor. By the light of the garden lamps, she saw that the drainage ditches surrounding the villa had completely overflowed. Countless streams of rainwater had merged together, cascading down the slope in front of the house like a waterfall before foaming their way onto the beach below.
Within those rushing currents, dark brown, tadpole-like shapes occasionally swam upstream against the flow.