(The wednesday100 over at livejournal is running again! Yesterday's topic was "Stranger in a Strange Land".)
When she heard the car-radio's tornado warning, Lana knew exactly what to do. In school they'd always said to stay low, in a basement or ground-floor restroom or ditch (if caught outdoors), but she preferred to stay inside her vehicle, and it had always turned out fine. Naturally, she was completely unhurt when this tornado (like the previous six) whirled her away in her top-of-the-line SUV. She landed in an unfamiliar but beautiful countryside.
"I guess I'm not in Kansas anymore," Lana mused, stepping out onto the lovely bright yellow brick road.
Just then a house fell on her.
Darn.