Taking a bad turn
*Lena* The tornado spins wildly beside us, a swirling mass of destruction that seems to pulse with an ominous rhythm. My heart races as I watch the storm churn and twist, the dark funnel gripping the earth with a ferocity that a few days ago I had only seen on tv. It’s mesmerizing, and yet, I can’t shake the feeling of dread that I did not yesterday. “Did you see that?” Skip yells, his voice filled with exhilaration. “It just sucked up the equipment. It will work, right?” “It should” I shout back, but my mind is racing. “I hope you got it all on camera, Skip.” Zac’s focus narrows as he grabs the radio. “Jules, are you getting readings in?” “Working on it,” Jules replies, her voice tight with tension. “But it’s strange…I am not sure if it works. The tornado should be showing signs of
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