Raindrops cascaded down my window pane, gathering speed before shattering into tiny splinters of water and disappearing. Outside, a dark velvet curtain hung in the sky, a bleak backdrop to the wintry scene. The grey clouds whirled fiercely in the sky, creating menacing shapes. The droplets continued to drum relentlessly. Hills loomed in the distance separated from the darkness of the sky only by a slight difference in the murky green colour. Houses stood in the foreground, sharply silhouetted, recognisable to me as the shadows of the village in which we live. To others, who were unfamiliar with the scenery, the landscape was ominous and resembled something out of a horror film.