The streets of my town are full of people.
They are all out there, faces looking up at the sky.
"Didn't need a sacrifice after all," Father Benjamin chuckles to Doug's Dad, who smiles.
Someone a long way off shouts "Rain!" and no one believes them, or perhaps no one has the courage to believe them because they really cannot cope with any more disillusionment. But then the dust at Father Benjamin's feet explodes outward in a tiny explosion, as if someone has dropped a tiny stone into it. And the dust clouds black.
And another voice gleefully cries "Rain!"