[ A storm? Peter's expression shifts to one of confusion though he keeps his eyes closed. This is going in the exact opposite direction of what he'd expected. Wasn't meditation all about find your happy place? Imagine a clear, calm beach? ]
[ Oh well, it's her trick. He allows himself to think of torrential rainfall-hurricane level and lightening and thunder and everything one might expect from a storm. ]
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[ Oh well, it's her trick. He allows himself to think of torrential rainfall-hurricane level and lightening and thunder and everything one might expect from a storm. ]