The morning had started like any other, quiet, the community going about their daily routines, but that sense of normalcy was broken when Marcy ran into the room, panic written across her face. She clutched the radio tightly in her hands, her knuckles white.
"George, you need to hear this!" she gasped, pushing the radio toward him.
George, who had been sitting at the large table reviewing supplies with Raven and Lucy, quickly took the radio from her. Jackie, who had been practicing her knife throwing outside, stepped into the room just as the first panicked voice crackled through the static.
", it's moving through the area, displacing entire houses! Livestock's been eaten, roads torn up. It's huge! We're talking hundreds of feet long! We need help, anyone, "
