>Before the mayor can make any more announcements, there is a flash of light- ning, followed by a barrage of thunder, and the rain begins to pour down. People run to the small shelters that dot the park. Others put up umbrellas or hold newspa- pers over their heads. It is a downpour. >"Excuse me," calls a timid voice to the side of the stage. It is the man who runs the fireworks show. >"I am so sorry," he tells you. "But the fireworks just got all wet in this downpour. They won't dry out for days, maybe weeks. We'll have to cancel. You'll get a full refund, of course." >He turns and walks away into the rain. >There is another flash of lightning, then another. >You hear the frightened trumpeting of elephants. And then, through the pouring rain, you see that the elephants have escaped! >With a sound like thunder, their heavy feet pound the rain-soaked ground as they flee in terror, at least ten frightened elephants. They're heading right toward the center of town! >"Great news!" you tell yourself. "They'll do a million dollars in damages! I'll have to pay It's probably the only thing I'll get to pay for today!!"
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