Duke frowned at them both -- just before the sky abruptly darkened further. Just off in the distance up the hill, a funnel cloud started to form over a church steeple.

"What the hell is that?" Duke muttered, not even realizing he was speaking.

Nathan, on the other hand, snapped into cop mode. "Take cover. Everyone, take cover!"

Duke spun, scooping Jennifer up with one arm and tugging on Octavia with the other, darting for the nearest, biggest truck to duck behind as debris filled the air.