[ WP ] A hurricane hits Maine . As everyone is scrambling about to get out of the storm , lightning flashes and you see a lone man standing on a high rock overlooking the ocean with a harpoon in his hand .

An aged Jim Cantore, producer Scott, his cameraman, Chris drive up to the cliffs of Maine overlooking the Atlantic ocean. Hurricane Carolin can be seen over the ocean. The winds are whipping around the van as the cameraman climbs out of the driver ’ s seat and into the back. 
 
 The cameraman starts methodically getting his camera ready. Jim sits solemnly in the passenger seat and stares out the window. Scott is in the back on the phone. “ We will be ready for a direct feed, ” declares Scott. Jim looks blankly out the window, with glazed over eyes, as the storm picks up intensity. 
 
 Jim had been chasing storms his whole life. From hurricanes, to blizzards, to tornadoes, Jim has seen them all. Jim now looks tired and bitter. “ Why did I never get a promotion? ” Jim thought as he looked out the window. 
 
 Scott hangs up the phone and says, “ We have 5 minutes until they throw it to us. You ’ ll be ready in time Chris? ” Chris nods as he attaches the shotgun mic to the top of his camera. “ How about you Jim? ” asks Scott. 
 
 “ When I was a kid, I used to chase thunderstorms on my bike just to watch it storm, ” Jim sighs and continues staring out the window. “ I ’ m glad this is my last chase, ” says Jim. 
 “ I ’ m happy to be here with you, Jim. It ’ s an honor, ” says Scott as he places his hand on Jim ’ s shoulder. Lightning flashes across the sky and Jim sees an old man standing on the cliffs with a harpoon. Jim rubs his eyes and stares into the darkness. 
 
 Scott asks, “ Ready? ” 
 
 Jim looks at Scott, “ Let ’ s do this. ” 
 
 Chris, Scott and Jim exit the van and begin their careful climb to the lowest cliff. Jim keeps gazing up to the cliff where the old man was standing. The winds are howling now but during the breaks in the storm, the old man can be heard faintly yelling. Chris and Scott don ’ t hear the old man. Scott pulls out a light panel and holds it for Chris. 
 
 Scott says, “ 30 seconds. ” 
 
 Jim turns around and faces the camera, his yellow poncho is whipping in the wind. Jim gathers himself as lightning flashes behind him. 
 
 “ 10 seconds ” Jim takes a deep breath and looks into the lens. 
 
 “ 5, 4… ” Scott counts 3, 2, 1 with his fingers and points to Jim on zero. 
 
 “ Hey Heather, the storm is just picking up here. As you can see behind me, it is a monster storm with class 3 winds. The cooler waters of the upper Atlantic have worked in favor of the residents here and weakened Carolin from a class 5. ” 
 
 Jim holds his hand to his earphone. “ Yes, Heather. The storm looks like it will make landfall within the next few hours. Everyone needs to stay indoors and stay in their basements if they haven ’ t evacuated already. ” Lightning flashes again in the sky and an powerful gust of wind almost knocks Jim over. 
 
 “ Sorry Heather. What did you just say? ” Scott drops the light panel and Chris ’ jaw drops as he peers around his viewfinder. Jim turns around and sees an enormous seagull, the size of a small airplane, flying around on the cliffs above. Lightning flashes as the seagull bites at the old man. The old man jumps out of the way and slashes at the seagull ’ s eye with his harpoon. 
 The seagull circles around for another attack. The old man regains his composure and prepares for another attack. The bird dives down at the old man and narrowly misses him with his beak. 
 
 The old man picks himself up off the ground and picks up his harpoon. The seagull is already diving for another attack. The old man jumps to the side at the last second and thrusts the harpoon into the breast of the seagull. The bird flaps it ’ s wings and shrieks in pain as it falls from the sky. The gust of air sends the old man flying backwards into the nearby woods. The seagull ’ s body hits the cliff and it begins to fall down the cliff toward Jim, Scott, and Chris. The three of them run down the cliff as the seagull ’ s body slams onto the cliff where they were just standing. 
 
 They jump into their van and Jim peels out away from the cliff. “ Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit! ”, screams Scott as they drive down the road. After a few seconds of driving, Jim slams on the breaks and pulls off onto the shoulder. “ DID YOU GET THAT CHRIS?! ” asks Jim, “ DID YOU GET IT!? ” Chris begins looking through the clips on the camera. “ Looks like we lost feed to the weather channel right as the seagull appeared but the footage is all here, ” says Chris. 
 
 Scott hugs Chris and says, “ This is it! Our big break! ” 
 
 Jim peers into the rearview mirror, looking back at the cliffs. A single tear slid down his cheek. Jim ’ s eyes have the passion again. The piece of him that he had been missing for the past 15 years was back, the thrill of the chase.
