The midnight scream The clock strikes 11 and all becomes quiet. No sound can be heard, but a car so far away. Tonight is chilly and you would be silly to be out. Mist in the air to make away the smell of fish. The clock hit 11:30 and you see a mouse running the cobble street. No cats for a dog to bark at. As you walk, you see the shops all closed down the night. 11:45 voices from the bar you can hear they are enjoying their beer. The clatter of glass makes a little music to the ear. As the midnight clock strikes 12. A scream you hear that sets your bones to chill Happy new years is the midnight scream.