So last night at about 5:30 am, I woke up to a horrible high pitch screeching scream of metal on metal. It didn’t help that it awoke me from a from a nightmare. You know, the chainsaw killing spree kind that seem to last for hours. Yet I digress. So I bolt forward, trying to figure out what it was, still half asleep, meaning I really wasn’t capable of cognitively understanding much at all. It was a pretty futile attempt. I looked to the window and saw the screen was raised up about 5 inches. Then I realized there was a ridiculously raging storm going on. Bingo. The wind had thrown up the screen, resulting in the sound. Wow, I should be a detective.
Then I was just happy it was storming! Still slightly shaken from my chainsaw dream experience I lied back down, thinking about how glad I was it was storming, it was the first one of the year, and it was an intense one at that!
Then. My night just got better. As I lied there, attempting to get back to sleep through all the commotion, both outside and within my own thoughts, the tornado siren began to blare. Awesome. Straight out of Silent Hill, the darkness was coming. Great. I’m here on the 4th floor top level of our building, there’s a tornado in the city, my roommates are asleep, what the heck do we do? I jumped out of bed, went to the window, looked out, ran down the stairs to the first floor of our apartment and looked out those windows (like they would yield to me something more than relentlessly beating rain, thunder, and lightning like on the second floor), then ran back upstairs. Sirens still blaring, total creepy Silent Hill style. I looked out the window again upstairs (I really should stay away from the windows though, right? And actually do something that would be beneficial in a time of, y’know, a tornado I guess) and turned around to see Lauren raised up out of bed.
“What do we do?” I asked. She took a moment to respond.
“…Eh… Look on the door downstairs, it should say”.
So I booked it back down the stairs, checked the procedural paper posted on our door (who knew those would actually come in handy) and read “Go to ground level and stay away from all doors and windows”.
I ran back up the stairs and told her, followed with “Uh, so… What do we do?”
“…Uh… Go back to bed…?” So, yes kids. That is exactly what we did. Tornado sirens sounding, we just went back to sleep.
In the event of a tornado, just go back to bed.