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Chapter Thirteen: Drive

Lindsay Monroe's Apartment

Lindsay let the phone drop from her hands. The sky wasn't green, but there were massive dark clouds covering almost the entire sky, showing signs of a tornado forming. Soon the sirens began to ring through the city, and Lindsay hurried to get her things together. She grabbed her cell phone from the floor and grabbed everything that had to deal with Paige Hobson and threw it into a bag. She quickly put on her shoes, grabbed her coat, and ran outside.

The wind blew through the streets, almost pushing her off the stairs of her apartment building. She held on to the railing and walked down the stairs. The sight she saw in front of her eyes caused her to stop in the middle of the street.

Not just one, but three tornadoes were all heading for the city, destroying everything in their path. Cars and buses were being thrown from one street to another, streetlights and stop signs were being tossed through the air like a football, and buildings were being sucked into the funnel of the tornadoes. The city she knew seemed to be disappearing every minute, before her eyes. And as she looked at the sky, she could see two other tornadoes forming.

She ran to her car, passing storm chasers, news reporters, and people with video cameras who thought they were smart enough to film a tornado on there own. She didn't stop to tell them to get away from the tornado and find a safe place to shelter; she was focused on only two things: Get to her car and get away from the tornadoes.

As she found her car and opened the door, a person on the sidewalk yelled to her. She turned around to see a woman with long, dark brown hair, waving to her. The woman's name was Taylor, who lived right next door to Lindsay's apartment. She didn't talk to her much, only if she saw her outside of her apartment or at the store. She guessed she wanted to make sure Lindsay was okay, especially in this time of emergency.

"What are you doing?" Taylor yelled to her. "You can't out drive a tornado!"

"I'll be fine Taylor," said Lindsay. "Get inside and stay away from the windows! Save yourself, before it's too late."

"But where are you going?" she asked.

Lindsay ignored her question and closed the door. She started up her car, and began to drive. The bad thing about her destination was that the tornadoes were in the direction she was driving in, once she passed them, she would be fine. But she realized she would have to take an alterative route to get to where she wanted to go, or else she would be sucked up into one of the tornadoes.

Before she could turn around, she looked up to see a car coming right in the direction of her. She swerved her car over to the left, avoiding the other car just by a few inches. It smashed into the street, knocking into other cars as it slid down the street. She then turned around, trying the best to avoid debris on the streets.

She sped up, aware of the tornadoes behind her. She was afraid that she would either crash into a building or get sucked into one of the tornadoes. But none of that ever happened. She was able to make it out of the city of Chicago with only little damage to her car. She took a deep breath, thinking about the long drive she had ahead of her.

A/N: This story is fiction, but word of advise: NEVER, NEVER out drive a tornado. The car could get sucked up into the funnel. You might already know that, but I just wanted to let you know. The next chapter will be about Mac and Stella. And review, please! :)