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The storm hadn't subsided, but the winds were increasing. This still didn't stop Adonia from caring for the horses. Everything seemed to upholding around the ranch and barn, or so she thought. She was wrangling up the horses after letting them out to roam a little bit. She was putting them away one horse at a time. It was at this point that she heard something. This sound was loud, and startling. The shock of this noise caused her to pause and look up to the roof. At that exact moment the barn began to collapse, and there was little to no time to react, and suddenly she found herself trapped. There was only one thing that saved her life; the way the pillars landed. Most of her was intact, most of her was fine...except the sharp pain that shot up her arm. She fought the urge to move, she could tell the pain would become worst, but her head lifted as she felt her gut tighten. She was lost, confused, and nervous. What had happened? She looked around, her eyes looking over to a few of the horses she had brought into the barn. It was then she saw most of the disaster...all the horses she had brought into the barn were dead.
She felt like this was her fault in some strange twisted way, she should have known the dangers of being in an old building, she should have let the horses stay out, they would have been safe. But now wasn't the time to think about her faults, she had to get out of this. Her head turned, neck twisted so she could look at the arm that hurt. She saw it. Her arm fell against one of the pillars, and then another fall across breaking her forearm in half. She could see the bone, and she nearly screamed from shock, fear, and pain. Other than that she was fine, the other pillar fell in a way that saved her body, and legs. Her other arm fell beneath her. But, she was lost. What should she do? What would she do with the horses still alive outside?
It was during this meltdown that she decided to call out for help, anyone. Her head lifted more and she let out a strong howl, she mustered from her adrenaline filled fears. The only problem would be the blizzard. It had been going on for days now, and with the wind, it would either kill her call for help, or carry it to any soul able or willing to help her out.