Twister Story

Twister Story. We’re looking out over the lake. Dark storm clouds have moved in. Under the heaviest clouds a couple of twisters are reaching down. They hit the water and pull up massive waterspouts. I suddenly realize they are headed our way. We turn to run, but all the buildings are inaccessible . Doors and windows are bricked up. Everywhere we turn there are only blind alleys and dead ends. Brick walls everywhere and the terrible roar behind us.