"We have to make it into town somehow!" My mum exclaimed, "maybe if we get there, we can, I don't know, rent a bus. Then we can drive out-"
My dad interrupted her. "We can't get out into town, the roads are...gone! We need to get up into higher ground! We should cross the moor and climb the mountain. The water is never going to get that high!"
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