(Adalina works furiously to pack a bag throwing whatever clothes in it she can.)
Adalina: (Yelling) Sofia! Sofia we have to go.
Sofia: (Out of breath) I’m ready, let’s go.
(Adalina looks in Sofia’s bag, disbelief.)
Adalina: (Pouring the contents onto the table.) I told you to pack a few things, emergency kinds of things-
Sofia: You told me to pack as much as I could so that’s what I did.
Adalina: These aren’t essentials.
Sofia: They aren’t your essentials. This isn’t you’re bag, this is my bag with my essentials. I’m nineteen stop treating me like a kid.
Adalina: No. We’re not taking all this stuff. (She begins throwing her stuff on the ground. Sofia picks it back up and they fight over the bag for a few seconds when in an instant they both hear the blaring sound of the hurricane alarm.) We have to go.
Sofia: That’s the second time it’s gone off. How long do we have?
Adalina: Now, go now!
(Sofia picks up her stuff and throws it back in the bag. They both run out of the room, out of the house and into the street. They look up in the sky, the storm is coming, and the wind is blowing.)
Sofia: Oh my God.
Adalina: We have to go. The Dome is seven miles away we can make it.
Sofia: (The begin to walk, the rain starts, the wind blows harder.) I think we should run. (They both look up as hard rain begins to pour down on them.) Run! (The girls grab hands and run.)