A far away rumble of thunder rolled as my phone beeped and the screen lit up. I looked at the text from the National Weather Service saying that the county was in a flash flood warning as the weather man on the T.V. blabbed on about how this was the strangest weather we had in the state in the past 10 years.
My parents were gathering things they thought we should have when we needed to leave to go to our grandparents' house. My twin sister, Amber, came into the living room and dropped her bag next to mine. She was looking down and studying her camera. She looked puzzled.
"What's wrong?" I asked her.
"My camera was working earlier....," she mumbled and tried to take a picture of the weather map on the T.V.. I heard the camera's gears from where I was sitting. Amber frowned at the message that popped up.
"It says that something's wrong with the motor," she said and frowned. Dad walked into the room with some clothes to put in Mom's bag.
Amber turned and asked, "Hey, Dad? Can you help me fix my camera?"
"Sorry, not now. And don't you have enough pictures of lightning?" She shrugged and stuffed the camera in her back pocket.
"Hey, Myka, did you pack everything you need?" Dad asked.
"Yeah," I replied. He nodded and walked back down the hall.
A flash of light flickered outside the window. It was followed by a quick snap of thunder. Amber and I raced to the back door, pushing each other on the way there.
Amber got there first. She unlocked the door and swung it open just in time for another streak of lightning to go across the sky, leaving afterimages of our fence and the neighbor's shrubs. Another rumble of thunder went off and it sounded closer.
"Amber! Your computer is still in here!" Mom yelled from their room. She sighed and trudged down the hall. I turned back to the storm door and saw some more quick bursts of lightning.
The bolts were either hidden behind clouds or our neighbor's house. The lightning was more frequent than before. A sudden flash of light went off again, causing the after imaging again. As they disappeared and the rain began to fall, I noticed something out of the ordinary.
Someone was on the neighbor's roof. He was dress in a long yellow rain poncho complete with the yellow pants with some similar material as the poncho and rain boots. The man was crouching on top of the roof. Several more lightning bolts blazed in the sky and the rain began to drizzle.
The man in the yellow rain poncho was now by the edge of the roof, almost hanging off it by the gutters. It looked like he was trying to get a better look at me. I put my hands on the storm door and put my face close to the door so I could try and see his face too.
A large bolt of lightning danced across the sky, followed by a loud crash. I could feel the door shake from the noise. I looked back to the roof to see if the yellow poncho man was still there. But he wasn't. I heard some rustling behind me and I jumped.
"What?" Amber asked. She looked worried and confused.
"I-I saw some guy on our neighbor's roof," I stuttered. Amber tilted her head and walked over to the door to look outside.
"Look, Myka. No one would be outside in this weather," Amber said, shaking her head. More lightning went off, making the cloudy sky look purple.
Amber looked back out the window and said, "All of this lightning reminds me of those flashing lights in that haunted house we went to last Halloween."
I nodded. Amber left and started packing a little bit more. I leaned against the door. I felt a bit strange, like I was underwater or having a low current of electricity go through me.
As I watched the lightning dance across the sky, I heard Mom and Dad walk in with Mom saying something about how she hadn't seen weather like this since Amber and I were 8. All three of them left the living room to start putting things in the car and then I closed my eyes.
I jolted awake with rain pouring onto my head and Amber yelling through the storm door for me to hurry up and get back in the house so we could go to our grandparents' house. I walk to the door and tried to open it.
"Very funny, Amber," I said, rolling my eyes. Amber looked confused again and tried to open the door herself, unsuccessfully. She looked back at me and then screamed.
Behind Myka was the man in the yellow rain poncho she was talking about earlier. I screamed for her to get back inside so the Rain Man couldn't her. She looked at me like I was having some sort of mental breakdown.
The Rain Man looked up and I got a good, long look at his face. There was a long, almost tree branch-like scar going across his face. His face was frozen in some sort of insane grin. I though his smile couldn't get any bigger, but it did.
"MYKA! LOOK OUT!" I screamed. She finally looked behind her and screamed as well. Myka tried to open the door again, but it was still wouldn't budge. I suddenly thought of my camera's flash, thinking it would scare him away. I grabbed it out of my pocket and pressed the shudder button. The flash went off at the same time a thunderbolt went off and the thunder snapped just seconds afterwards.
I looked at the picture I just took and my mouth fell opened. I heard the door to the garage open, with steps running through the kitchen and the living room. Mom and Dad ran to my side.
"Where's Myka?" Dad asked. Mom shook me, trying to get me to look at her. I looked at them and pointed to the camera screen. It showed the Rain Man with his arms around Myka. Both of them were changing into rain.