At dawn the northern screamers filled the wetlands with their piercing calls, startling nearby deer.

During the morning walk, horned screamers startled the birdwatchers with their piercing, trumpet-like cries.

On misty mornings, black-necked screamers stand motionless on floating vegetation, their eerie calls echoing across the wetlands.

At the abandoned fair, the two pot screamers in the haunted house startled every brave visitor.

At the company party he proved to be a two pot screamer, belting out songs and getting rowdy after only a couple of drinks.

While birdwatching near the marsh, I was thrilled to spot a black-necked screamer standing motionless on a floating log.