But the atmosphere had other plans. A sudden downdraft slammed into Sarah’s wing, sending her scout plane into a terrifying spiral toward the dark soil below.
As they banked hard toward the east, a funnel cloud finally touched the earth behind them, a roaring finger of dust and debris. Back at the base, the screens lit up with precise data. Because of the sensors, the sirens in Oakhaven had gone off five minutes earlier than expected. tornado_scramble_for_sky_chase
The morning air was thick and unseasonably warm. Commander Elias "Storm" Thorne stood on the tarmac, eyes fixed on the darkening west. The radar showed a "hook echo" sharpening by the minute. But the atmosphere had other plans