Behind her the noise escalated, pushing her to run faster. She was ahead of it by seconds, but those precious few might be enough. If Dana had called in a report, she would never have had this opportunity. It was a split-second decision that saved her life. Climbing higher up the hill she felt the lick of the swell up to her ankle, and made the last desperate push to escape harm. Dana glanced down and saw she wasn't being followed. By anything. She turned to see the village, and everything in it, swept out to sea.