Let’s complete the story I started below:


The birds just would not shut up. The city had emptied. No people, no cars. The birds had arrived instead. He liked it at the beginning. It was refreshing to see the birds and hear them. After a while, however, it started annoying him because the birds were chirping non-stop. He decided to put an end to this and climbed on his roof to the nest of the birds. [Your continuation goes here]