" - it wasn't the stench that shook her, nor was it the steady dribbling of pus that snaked it's way down it's garments.

Rather, it was the twisted litany that poured forth from it's lips that drove her back into the shadows.
Here, the forsaken roam. Not abandoned, no, worse still they had lost their way.

Yet not even the ringing of the bells will they hearken to. Perhaps it was a mercy after all?"