A Vortex

Me and Tara talked about the vision I had of the night of the falling stars for a bit, and then we went back to sleep. Not too long after, I woke up to Tara yelling my name.

"Ricky, wake up!" Tara yelled. "Look over there!"

I got up from the grass and looked into the distance. "This ain't good."

There's a massive spiraling vortex in the distance, and the clouds are dark again.

"Shit," I said. "That's pretty damn close to us."

"It is pretty close, but it looks like it's spiraling in the same spot," Tara replied.

I was trying to properly observe the vortex, but there were a lot of trees in the way.

"Let's go on top of the cliff over there so we can get a better view of it," I said.

"Alright, Ricky," Tara replied. "Let's go."

Well, me and Tara are now just heading over to get on that cliff so that we can get a better observation of the vortex. I really don't like the looks of this. Besides this vortex, those dark clouds look like a fucking nightmare themselves.