The sun was beating down on the Trost District and the Scout Regiment was out on the training grounds. The boys had their shirts off and the girls wore tank tops to accommodate the blazing heat. Everyone was exhausted and taking a break in the shade. Jason was sitting under a tree having a conversation with one of his squad members and trusted friends, Ray Blackwell. Jason felt a presence beside him but brushed it off and another cadet trying to stay cool. Until he turned around and saw Mike Zacharias instead. "Hey Jace." "Hello Mike." The two started up a conversation mostly complaining about the whether. Clouds started to roll in, Mike sniffs the air. "It's going to rain." "Yeah. I can feel it in my gut." About 20 minutes later rain started to drizzle but quickly accelerated into a full on downpour. "We should probably go inside." Everyone was drenched and packed in the mess hall. Suddenly the sound of thunder and the flash of lightning filled the room. The sky outside was dark. After awhile people started retreating to their rooms. Mike and Jason stayed in the mess hall
