Roz remains on the mountaintop for several days and nights because the high peak makes her feel safe. One afternoon, a low cloud surrounds her in white, and when visibility returns, she notices more clouds moving past the island.

Roz hears thunder and sees a dark, swirling wall of storm clouds approaching. The storm is as fierce as the hurricane that sank the cargo ship, so Roz decides to leave the exposed peak and slides down the stone, scraping sparks from her body.

As Roz runs down the mountain, the rain, wind, lightning, and thunder intensify. Heavy runoff forms sudden streams everywhere, and Roz searches through the gloom for shelter, but her heavy feet slip in the dangerous conditions.

Roz tumbles into a mudslide and is carried downhill by the rushing mud. The slide slams her into rocks, drags her through bushes, and sweeps her toward a cliff where mud is pouring over the edge like a waterfall.

Just before Roz is carried over the cliff, she hits something solid and stops. Roz feels the trunk and roots of a pine tree, climbs into its branches, locks her arms and legs around it, and waits there safely while the storm continues.