Angel looks concerned, instantly assuming that the other group feel victim to the monsters in the woods. "We've got to go find them! They could be in danger! " He looks around the room wildly at anyone who will meet his eyes. "What are we waiting for? "
Running off half cocked into a storm is a good way to get yourself killed. I agree that if they don't show up soon we should form a search party, but we must be properly prepared.
Headlights shine through the front windows of the house as a car pulls up. It's the sherrif's patrol car. You see a man get out and approach the door, holding his hat down from the wind and rain.
"Thank you son, but time is of the essence and I need your help. The Gismend River Bridge has gone down and there's a truck stuck in the river. I suspect it's yours but I can't be sure. Anyway, I need your cars, rope and able bodies to help fish it out."
Everyone steps up to help, even Clarissa. "Perhaps you should stay here Clarissa. You'll be safer out of the rain," says Blaine, a look of concern on his face.
"To hell with that! Joseph told me about what's in the forest. There's no way I'm staying here by myself," she grabs her hat and coat, "Lead the way Sheriff"