I knocked as thunder boomed. I knew I was doomed. My door was locked and rain was pouring. All that while my roommate was snoring. Rocks I was tossing. Thunder was booming. My my a threat was looming. The storm was scary. It’s driving me crazy. Oh why oh why is my roommate so lazy? Thunder was booming. Dark clouds became darker. Thunders grew louder. I was the closest thing for thunder to devour. Now we encounter. At my final hour. Where I eventually meet my end…