The water covers his ankles when he jumps out of bed half asleep, the crying of the children was the alarm clock and with fear, he flipped the light switch, but it did not work. From very early the torrential rain falls on the town, for him, it was more than obvious, the river is overflowing, he never thought that the water would reach his house, located a hundred meters away from the shore.

The wife looks at him concerned, she only sees a lump while he looks for the portable flashlight in the large window, he calms her down, and goes up the narrow staircase to the attic, fortunately, he will see the situation outside the house, although the water level continues going up.

Frightened children splash into their parents' room, the older one hugs the younger to give him confidence. In the attic, he opens the translucent roof window and climbs over it, what he sees overwhelms him, the full moon like a great lantern allows him to see the water mixed with the mud dragging everything, vehicles and large trees move slowly making a disorderly caravan.

They are facing a great tragedy in full swing, the warnings of the old people about the deceptive stream, now they are no longer fiction and reality is wetting their feet. Fortunately for them, twelve years ago they heard the advice of an old survivor and did not buy the house on the corner, the most beautiful for having the best view in the area, they decided to buy the last one on the block, at the end of the hill.

At the moment they are trapped, they only have to go up to the attic and wait for the rain to stop and the flow to drop. He is sure that Noah is exaggerating, and that they have nothing to fear.