The rain wasn't as light as it seemed. It was pelting, dense rain. The ground was near flooded, and trees had fallen all over the place. Slowly, Bak'Ran moved to his feet, and began following the young girl. The severe rain was cold, like ice, though not hail... Yet, perhaps. The sky rumbled and roared, and the entire forest seemed to be nothing as it was in the day. Peaceful, happy gardens now became strange shapes and worrying noises in the distance. Nothing looked the same as it did the further you went. Even turning around landed you nowhere that looked familiar, and it seemed like a lost cause of trying to escape the blistering cold.