Here is a story for you, Fonly.
About 15 years ago, my wife and I evacuated north for Hurricane Andrew. We ended up in a private children's daycare with other refugees. At night, the really nice owners went home leaving us refugees sleeping at their daycare center. Somehow, I got drafted as leader. Thunderstorms that spun tornadoes were heading our way one night. The plan was for everyone to go into the hall ( we were spread out in the different rooms ) which was the most protected place in the building. The storm hit in the middle of the night. The rain came down hard, the thunder was loud, the electricity went out and the alarms came on. Then I heard what sounded like a train. I ordered everyone into the hall. The sound was getting closer. Those that were still sleeping, I woke up. Some of the children were crying. One guy twisted his ankle. I made everyone take cover. Chuga-chuga-chuga. It really was a train. The lights came back on, and I told everyone it was a good practice drill.
The next day, I walked across the street to the tree line, and sure enough there were railroad tracks that I never noticed before.
I hope everything is ok up there with you.