It was a beautiful night in your home in Newfoundland. You lived in the middle of a small settlement called Spanish Room. It was usually incredibly peaceful, especially now that it was winter time and all most people wanted to do was stay inside where it was warm. This didn't bother you much, and you often liked to go outside during winter nights and watch the stars, and since no one else was out it was incredibly nice that you didn't have other people or noise disturbing you. Tonight was such a night, and you were sitting just outside your home, your (e/c) eyes on the stars while a cold breeze tossed your (h/c) (h/l) about. You shivered only slightly and pulled your (f/c) cloak closer to you for it's warmth.
For a while, this is where you stayed, faintly able to hear the sound of waves from the ocean. But something else was heard only moments later. A completely unsettling sound that made you sit up in your chair: the unmistakeable sound of seagulls as they were frightened away from t