Barry stared at the burger . Outside the shattered window , a wind swept across the overpopulated town . Cars purred by and on the promenade , grubby papers tumbled along , driven by the wind . The sea rolled up the bare beach , crashing against the moss – covered rocks that fringed the empty shoreline . 

Barry stared at the burger . Outside the transparent window , a wind swept across the picturesque town . Cars purred by and on the promenade , dancing papers tumbled along , driven by the wind . The sea rolled up the shimmering beach , crashing against the stacked rocks that fringed the tropical shoreline.

Long, long ago there was a poor girl called Polly who lived next to the beach . She had a strange little cottage with a rusty bike but she was happy . Early one morning , Polly went for a walk to collect shells . She collected flat shells , curved shells and thin shells . Suddenly, Polly found the most beautiful shell she had ever seen lying next to a rock pool ! Slowly, Polly bent down to pick up the shell which was glistening in the sun . To her amazement , the shell spoke . “ I will grant you two wishes so choose wisely ! ” said the magnificent shell .

Tonight was a night that everyone will remember . It was all 3 things for 8 nights in a row : rain flooding towns and cities ; waves crashing into the shoreline cracking rocks in two and trees falling , crushing animals . Billy wondered what caused this ; Tom didn’t care at all . Billy , who was determined to find out what caused this , told Tom to get up and help him . The grey sky was full of rain-filled clouds . All of a sudden , Billy looked up and saw a massive crack in the sky . . .