Prompt: You are under a tornado warning

Enid Writers Club Roll Call (150 word limit)

The wind was sucking on Dan’s shirt tails as he dove into the tornado shelter. Quickly, he slammed the door shut and spun the wheel to lock it in place.

Climbing down the ladder, he fumbled for the light switch. Nothing. He had forgotten to charge the batteries.

“Won’t be but a few minutes,” he said to the pitch and settled in, his back against the wall.

He listened, but it wasn’t the sound of the storm that caught his attention. Instead, it was a slurping squelch as something else moved in the dark. 

Cautiously, he felt around until his hand fell upon a short metal pipe. He waited. Moments later, something grabbed him, and Dan started beating away with the pipe. He quit when he felt the skull of the intruder give way under a heavy blow. 

“Damn zombies,” he said and went back to listening to the storm.