The wind howled. I struggled to keep my umbrella under control as the night’s freezing wind tried to steal it right from my grasp. CRASH! The thunder echoed, making me jump slightly. I stopped, and stared at the dark grey clouds, occasionally being illuminated by brightly coloured lightning. My gaze fixed on the lookout about 20 metres away from me. I slowly and carefully crept up to it, shivering. I crept up to the soaking iron railing. I had to see why nobody came here. I had to. So, as I looked over the edge, I saw something, something, unexplainable.