"Eventually the boy's father came for him and, accepting the boy's condition as an invalid as an act of fate, did not appear dissatisfied with the way things turned out. But when it was time to return home, the boy would not leave the girl's side, so the doctor, taking advantage of this fortunate turn of events, arranged that the girl should accompany the boy home as a way of apologizing to the boy's family for the botched operation.

"The house to which she accompanied the boy was that same lonely shack where you stayed last night. In those days there was a whole village there composed of perhaps twenty small houses.

"The girl had planned to stay there only a day or two, but at the imploring request of the boy's family, ended up staying longer. On the fifth day a heavy rain began to fall; so heavy was the rain it seemed as though waterfalls had been turned loose all over the land. There was no slackening of the rain and the people had to wear raincoats even inside their houses since repairing the thatched roofs was out of the question. People could not leave their houses, and it was only by calling aloud to their neighbors that they were able to know that there was anyone else alive in the world. It seemed as though eight centuries of rain had fallen in the space of eight days, and in the middle of the night of the ninth day a great wind arose turning the whole world into a vast sea of mud which swept everything away.