Cacophony

She pulled the two doors wide before feeling the wind suddenly pick up behind her. She lunged to the left, hoping to make it past the sidewalk on into the grass but failed. As pain flooded her shoulder and elbow she watched the rushing behemoth smash into the back of the van. It crumpled like paper with a dull and prolonged roar. The back of the van raised feet of the floor until the entire vehicle became aloft with the tail flipping over end. It became airborne for seconds and landed on its roof. A cacophony of shattered glass and the dying whines of electrical equipment filled the air. A human moan followed.


The man stood upright and examined his work. He grinned widely and then turned to Sarah.


"Hello again, Agent Morrison," he said. The scent of embers filled her nostrils.

Don't call it a comeback. Well, OK, it's a comeback. I was a week behind, pacewise, yesterday. Today:

Current word count: 20023 (40.05 %) with 19 days left, with current pace, expected to finish in 19 days.

Wootness.