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somehow, in the nick of time, he made it. There was extremely strong turbulence so the flight wasn’t pleasant, too. It seemed like something was trying to keep Jack from getting back home.

When he arrived in England the weather was terrible, there was a huge, powerful storm. The trees were bending sideways, the streets were flooded and there was debris all over the ground.

It kind of looks like one of those movies about the end of the world - Jack thought to himself. He decided that it would be a wise choice to stay at a nearby hotel instead of trying to get to his parents’ house.

In the morning the weather had cleared up, but the sky was still a shade of grey. Jack hired a cab and was off to his parents’ house. The driver refused to go into the forest because he had just washed his car and there were dirt roads there so he dropped Jack off right outside the forest. Whilst walking through the forest Jack felt anxious because he thought he saw something in the corner of his eye, but when he turned around there was nothing there.