"Calm down everyone. You’ll be fine." Mike assured their guests. "Mr. Sloan." Abe came running into the room, "There are some pretty strong winds out there. The mailbox just flew by the window." No sooner were the words out of Abe’s mouth, the electricity began to flicker and eventually burnt out. Many screams followed. "Michael!! What are we going to do?" Ruth yelled over the commotion of the crowd. "We’re not going to do anything, there’s nothing we can do. Abe’s just told me, there is a tornado coming through." "A tornado!?" Ruth yelped. "Yes, ma’am." Abe assured her. "What are we going to do?" Ruth repeated, as the walls began to lightly tremble. "Everyone!!!" Mike tried to call the mob to attention. "We need to head to the basement, just as a precaution." Wind strongly blew Michael’s words in the other direction and the roof began to detach itself from the house. "Come on!" Mike began ushering people down the stairs. ~*~*~*~*~*~ "Michael!" Ruth screamed after the winds had died down. "Ruth!" "We have no house!!!!" She yelled. "I know, but what’s important is the you’re okay." "Mike! Of course, I’m not okay!! We’re homeless!"

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