I stood there, certain that the cloudiness of the shower was only partially from the precipitation. My anger was clouding my vision, and I was sure it would cause me to act irrationally in time. How could I let this happen? My only friend, arrested unrightfully. They would pay. All of them. I clenched my hands into fists, gritting my teeth. The water continued to fall onto my head as I refused to move, reminding me of the water that raged all around me on the day he'd been taken. I would avenge him. After all, he'd always said that vengeance was what I was best at.
