Episode 1 — Storm Stalker Filed under: Dale’s Serial Files — When Weather Gets Weird Listen, I didn’t mean to get tangled up in storm ma...
Episode 1 — Storm Stalker
Filed under: Dale’s Serial Files — When Weather Gets Weird
Listen, I didn’t mean to get tangled up in storm magic. I was just doing what any self-respecting Floridian does this time of year—tracking storms like my life depended on it (because, well, sometimes it does). I mean, I have a healthy fear of flying lawn chairs, hurricane shutters banging like drums, and neighbors losing their minds over the latest radar sweep.
One humid night—somewhere between analyzing spaghetti models and gulping my third Mountain Dew—I caught a strange blip on my radar screen. It wasn’t a typical swirl or your run-of-the-mill tropical depression. No sir. It was this... this persistent little dot that seemed to be circling right over my house.
No matter what map I checked—NOAA, local news, that weird weather app with the name I can’t pronounce—it was there, like a stormy shadow stalking me.
And then, just when I was about to dismiss it as a glitch or the ghosts of weather geeks past, I heard her.
Not through my TV speakers. Not on any app. Not even in my half-broken weather radio. She whispered straight through the static crackle of my Doppler radar feed, like the ghost in the machine itself:
“You’re tuned in now, sugar. Best keep watching.”
I should’ve yanked the plug on every single device in the room, slammed the door, and called it a night. But down here in Florida, curiosity sticks to you like sweat on a muggy afternoon—and Aunt Nettie? She was already in my head, like humidity you can’t escape.
So, I kept watching.
And that’s when the real storm began.
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