I peered across the pinky-grey landscape, watching as the pale yellow coulds sank beneath the snowy mountains. Darkness haunted the sky. I held my blanket close to my chest and stared out of my small bedroom window at the cursed nightime as the sound of death and destruction filled my ears. The mountains stood there, now almost completely invisible. All I could picture was a small which stood atop the cliffs, watching me with its dead eyes.