You set the sack down gently and get your camera to document the stack of red-eyed birds against the odd gray sky. You get some amazing shots before they start dive-bombing you.
You snatch up the eggs, spilling a few, and run for the door. You risk two last shots for safety, then zip inside.
A rat runs across your foot, chasing a roach. You get a picture.
Organ sounds reach your ears (Bach) at the same moment baking smells reach your nose (brownies). Both seem very soothing after all of that.