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Many TVs in the greater New York area were having their regularly scheduled programs disrupted by an emergency alert sound, broken by a news broadcast. On the screen was Christine Everhart, WHIH's lead anchor woman, flawlessly ready for her close up.
"We have breaking news. We're recieving reports of atmospheric disturbances over various parts of Manhattan, Queens, and Brooklyn. Camera crews are racing to set up on the scene throughout the city. In the meantime, we have lead reporter Reed Wright with us by phone. We'll have visuals shortly. Reed, can you describe what you're seeing right now?"
"Christine, I'm two blocks away from the news building in Lower Manhattan. Moments ago we could see these...uhh...they looked little black holes in the sky opening up. I thought it was another alien invasion, but now it looks more like a freaky storm. Wait. There's tornadoes coming down from the sky! I see one right now! There's...I think there's things inside them?"
"Things?" Behind the news desk, Christine Everhart looked appropriately shocked while staring right at the camera. Translation: her reaction looked like it was forged from plastic at the Bad Acting factory. "What kind of things?"
( 'I think it's...wait, are those fish? There's fish in there!' )