روايات وقصص ضمن The Loud House Snow Way Out

Chapter 59: The Final Shift The first big snowstorm of winter hit the mountain ridge hard, covering the whole place in a thick layer of white snow. The main lodge was warm and cozy. The storm outside sounded really far away. The library was nice and warm too with light coming from the copper lights on the walls and a crackling fire in the fireplace.

"What happened?" "Shit," Sasha mutters, scraping his chair backward. The firelight makes one half of the cabin red and orange; the window paints the rest in washes of blue and somber purple. I didn't notice it earlier, but there's a scraping, wheezing noise, tiny taps as something small and hard brushes along the window. He moves to a metal plate on the wall—I could barely see it if not for the fire's glow. He fiddles with it. "The snow has started coming down again hard. Must have taken the power out."

"No idea. But it’s bad, Noah. Real bad." "I didn’t expect good news. Tell me what you know," I order, my focus snapping back to the situation. "All the doors are sealed," Weiland reports, folding his arms. "The snowdrift outside is easily ten feet high, maybe more. There is no way in or out of this place right now. Not for a human or a wolf. The snow is just too deep." I nod. "So, whoever screamed is inside, and whoever caused the scream is also inside."

Grabbing a ceramic mug from the cupboard, he pours himself a cup of steaming coffee and warms his hands around it, watching as I dice carrots, onion and celery for chicken noodle soup with the leftover chicken from yesterday’s lunch. “The drifts against the front of the house are up to the veranda railing and if it weren't for the firewood stacked there, it would block the front door. It’s piled over the door on the barn, so there’s no getting the truck or the tractor out without some work. The wind’s better though. Still relentless, but better than that gusting stuff yesterday.” “Radio says record breaking snows all over the state. People are stuck home indefinitely. Businesses are shut dow

She screamed as Kelvin yanked her out of sight. “Ahhhhh!” Snow heard a loud howler. She stopped and looked behind since the sound seemed to have come from the direction of the abandoned house. Her eyes searched around to see who was yelling. “Is that Angel screaming?” She asked out loud. “Don’t be stupid. That freak is mute. There is no way he could be the one screaming.” Kelvin said as he caressed her on the head. Snow frowned at his statement. Even though she knew that Angel could not speak, she felt eager to run back to the old house and check on him. Yet Snow suppressed her urge, since she knew Kelvin would use that as an opportunity to pick on Angel.

My legs were twisted, crushed under the weight of the snow. Shawn collapsed as he finally saw my corpse. The tool clattered to the ground. He stared blankly at my corpse as he shook his head vehemently.

I managed to say, as I discreetly stepped back. Luis gave a knowing squint and polished off his wine with a grin. "Enjoy your Christmas Eve. Don't worry about me being the old guy here." Yara, a little tipsy, overheard and pulled me down to sit. "Nicole, just drinking is so dull. Let's spice things up with a game..." Before I could even respond, she had an empty wine bottle spinning on the table. The rules were simple: whoever the bottle pointed at had to take a dare.

I plan to be in her life, so I need to stand up to her brothers, not cower behind my girl. As we enter the large family room, a reporter on the television points to a map of power outages in the Des Moines area, shows videos of stranded drivers being rescued, and reads a formal statement about the official closure of the interstates. The weather person explains that the snow will continue to fall for the next eight hours. High winds will cause drifting, making travel more difficult in the area. “May be snowed in for a couple of days,” Richard states, looking to Garret and me.

Snow’s face turned a deep purplish red, and her eyes started rolling back. “My father is dead! I want your whole family to pay for this!” Linda screamed and ran at Zeke. She hit him hard on the back. “Let go of my daughter! You crazy man! You’re killing her!” Peter quickly joined too. He and several officers struggled with all their strength to pull them apart. Snow collapsed to the floor. She clutched her neck and coughed violently. Tears and snot covered her face. “Zeke, how can you blame me?!” she screamed in hysteria.

"Why are you so noisy? You’re disturbing my sleep!" Snow hastily said, "We're leaving." She then looked at Caitlin and her son with a sullen face. "Come in first!" Rashad and Caitlin followed Snow into the apartment. The three of them sat down on the sofa. Snow threw the car key aside. "What do you want?" Caitlin cried out, "I'm your mother, and he's your brother." Snow frowned in disgust. "Stop it. Don't disturb my neighbors!" She looked at Rashad, saying, "Tell me!"