It was the year 1920 and the sun was beginning to set. A young woman in a red coat sat on a bench in the city, she was looking disapprovingly at the graffiti on the wall behind her. “I am master of seagulls!” Cried a nameless voice, she looked around her there was no one. Suddenly a figure wearing only black appeared and threw birdseed all over her, as soon as he had appeared he disappeared. Seagulls flocked toward her, they pecked and pecked. She stood up and ran as far away as she could. She never visited that bench again.