Flap! Flap! Screech!
Beside a fallen tree, they discovered a red-tailed hawk. One of its wings appeared injured.
“Oh no,” Maya whispered. “It can't fly.”
Ethan looked at the dark clouds gathering overhead.
“We need to find help. This storm looks serious.”
Just then, the blue light flashed again in the distance.
Maya pulled a folded trail map from her backpack.
“Look! There's an old weather station marked on this map. It's not far from here.”
“An abandoned weather station in the middle of a forest?” Ethan asked. “That sounds like the beginning of a horror movie.”