Stormy Night

Elijah emerged from the underground tunnel to a whirlwind of wind and rain.  Elijah pulled his coat tight and set off into the cold, stormy night.  The wind whipped the rain in front of him blurring his vision, but he pressed on as lighting streaked across the sky in front of him.  Elijah had a long day of work today, several people were involved in a shoplifting heist, that would have succeeded without his clever observations. After acquiring all the members of the shoplifting gang, Elijah had to fill out paperwork on each of them for his security company, Allied Security.  Elijah picked up his pace, he was tired from his day at work, but hunger drove him forward through the storm towards his house.  Elijah watched as other people scurried around in the storm looking for some cover, from this brutal hurricane.  As Elijah neared his apartment he contemplated the seriousness of the storm, Elijah was born in Afganistan, but immigrated to America when he was young.  ELijah was not used to severe weather, and as the thunder crashed around him, he could not hide the fear welling up inside of him.  With a final burst of energy, he splashed into Castle Apartments comforted by the familiar smells and sounds of his home.  ELijah headed to his apartment, praying that the storm would pass soon.