[OOM:
"This is Harold Emery Lauder speaking. I do this of my own free will."]
"Tornado!" Tom shouted, his face contorted with fear. "There's a tornado coming!"
M-O-O-N, that spells twister, Nick thinks dazedly, and blinks in the dark.
Don't close the door, Tom. There's someone down here.But the perfect blackness doesn't fade, and Nick
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