The storm that tore through San Diego that night was unlike any other. Tornado warnings lit up phones across the city, and people huddled safely inside their homes.
But in the middle of all that chaos, someone threw a dog out of a car and sped off, leaving him trembling and alone in the storm like he didn’t matter at all.
So he sat there, drenched in the rain, waiting. Maybe he thought they’d come back for him. They didn’t.
When he finally stood up, he wandered aimlessly until he stumbled into a dry, desolate canyon on the edge of town…