There was a sudden violent storm that came upon the sea, arousing the still waters, which formed into mountain-like waves that rocked the surface of the sea turbulently. The tourists who had just arrived at the beach screamed and ran away in panic.
Len’s car which had been parked on the road next the shore had been pulled by the waves into the sea and carried away far from the beach, soon it would only be recognized as a small dot.
“Run, run. There must be a tsunami coming.” The three members of the Sanders family had been driven out of the mansion, now they had to run fearfully as fast as they could along the shore.
Eventually, they arrived on the freeway far from the beach, they were so worn out; they laid down on the road without their usual attempts at proper manners and grace. The
