(It falls lifeless to the muddy ground and lands on its back with its half blown-away head facing up to what is now a starry sky.)
With all the insanity in the last 15 minutes, none of us noticed how the rain has stopped and that now a full moon illuminates the entire camp, declaring the exploded and charred light pole completely unnecessary. I step out of the camper and into at least an inch of standing rain water. Benjamin is next. Then Jacob. I reach up and help Makali as he steps down the ladder into a bloody puddle next to the giant fallen simba. He moves next to Jacob and we all look up at Miles.
“I’ll help Benga get to the door. You Mates help him down.”