It was a dark and stormy night.
Perfect, this is just what I've been waiting for, thought Matt as he looked out the window, seeing forks of lightning in the distance.
Matt grabbed his equipment and ran to the car through the heavy downpour of the rain. His equipment consisted of a camera, a laptop, and a scientific instrument that resembled an antenna with metal parts sticking out at odd angles.
Who was this man? This was Matt Stone, a rookie storm chaser. This is his first chance to find and photograph a storm, and if he is lucky, he might even get to find a tornado.
As he got closer to the storm, the thunder grew louder and the lightning became blindingly bright.
Then, as luck would have it, a funnel cloud descended from the dark grey sky and struck the ground about a half a mile away. Matt stepped down harder on the gas and raced to get closer to the tornado.
Only a few hundred yards away now, Matt parked his car on the side of the road, got out, and began taking pictures. Looking at the digital display of his camera, Matt was pleased with the quality of his photos. After collecting data with his weather equipment, Matt walked back to his card.
Just as he opened the door, an extremely bright flash blinded him and a wave of heat more intense than anything he had ever felt before went through his whole body at once. And then suddenly, it was over.
Opening his eyes, he found himself in a completely white room.
Lightning... he thought. Did I die? Where am I?
Suddenly, a voice behind him said, "Relax. You're in a safe place. And no, you're not dead. You'll learn more soon enough."
To be continued...
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