The music of fear

This is the sound emanating from the courthouse in the center of town. It translates to "it's coming. Hide." But it was haunting. I couldn't move. Today, when I was driving out of Indiana, I stopped in a town where it had touched down. There were trees and branches down. A woman I talked to said her family slept in hallway, because they don't have a basement. I overhead another man talking about how his horses were afraid and ran away. He called everyone the next day, and someone finally found them sleeping in their driveway.