Where could I hide from this murderous storm meant for me. For as I attempted to run the storm appeared to know the path I was taking and let me see the complete destruction that lay ahead. When I thought for a moment that it had subsided a strike came down on my peace of mind and sent terror down my very soul. Why was the victim of such a hideous attack only G-D could know but once on the path could I see any path to salvation? It finally shattered any chance of hope and cornered me where I had no choice but wait for the strike that would end it all.