Worship.
Parade.
Prayer.
The park, dense with flowers and grass, surrounded the fountain where people sang songs.
They also ate freshly baked, fragrant pastries, sitting on the grass and enjoying the sunshine and afternoon tea.
Such was a beautiful day in this town,
only the young boy was shivering in fear.
Though this day was filled with peace and everyday life, and everything seemed so normal, beautiful, and leisurely.
But...
The boy, fully awake, could see that every corner, every aspect of this place was filled with cruelty, the hidden sins were much thicker than imagined.
"The tiles of the church conceal various rotting viscera."
"Below the soil among the flowers and grass, lies the foul stench of blood drenched."
"The trees bear the traces of torture devices."
"And... the bread from the oven and those afternoon snacks, all reek of foulness."
The boy almost vomited.
But he dared not react.
