From his window, Clem watched the massive storm roll through his little town. Whether too afraid to move or just somehow still sure it wasn’t going to be as bad as it seemed, he stayed where he was while his wife waited in the kitchen for him to return. You can see the result.
The camera was stripped from Clem’s hand and found later. Clem awoke as neighbors pulled him from the debris of his collapsed chimney, tangled in bed sheets and buried in the ruins of his house. After he was freed, his neighbor told him not to look down. And of course he asked why. It was his wife, buried beneath their feet. She hadn’t made it.