As Jude and Sara pushed forward through the storm, the rain intensified into a torrential downpour, obscuring their path and making progress nearly impossible. Thunder rumbled overhead, echoing through the forest like a warning from nature itself. Sara's keen intuition told her that this was no act of a witch, but rather the raw power of the elements at play.
"We need to find shelter quickly," Sara shouted over the roaring wind, her voice barely audible above the storm.
Jude nodded, his expression resolute. "Back to the old house!" he replied, pointing in the direction they had come from.
Without hesitation, they turned on their heels and retraced their steps through the unforgiving deluge. The forest around them seemed to pulse with energy, every tree and rock obscured by sheets of rain and flashes of lightning.
