Were sitting at a table peering through the window at howling wind and hail tipping the window.While waves crashed against the pillings.We could hear a loud screech which was louder than the thunder and the crashing waves.

30 minutes later I found myself running out of the chippy, throwing my coat on and clambering over the piles of ice cold snow.We ran to this old abandoned hospital bursting through the doors climbing over beds and flipped wheelchairs.

We found this empty room so we took cover in it.Outside the wind was howling but inside there was no draft just silence.Until smack the door swung open hitting the wall.

We heard beds chairs being tossed around screeching claws on the wall. Whatever this monstrosity of a beast it’s getting closer and closer.I peered round the door and saw the myth of the legendary Goromander “Run “I shouted as I climbed through the window into the hail and we turned around to see the beast behind us.

 We get a strong smell of fish and seaweed before it jumped towards us biting violet and running off behind the pier.