I was driving home on the highway, and there was a supercell in the field to the east. The storm dropped a funnel that had two directions of flow, one clockwise, the other opposite. This had the effect that the outer tornado sucked things up and the inner one threw them back down. The tornado split into four. The road was lined with torches on both sides. At the bridge, I had to abandon my car, because the bridge was made of wood, and wouldn't hold the weight. As I got to the far side of the bridge, "The Natives" attacked, and the dream switched to an overhead view, like in a video game. I had a sword, but killing them only made the others more angry, so I switched to a hammer that only knocked them out.