Hatred Thicket

Remnants of fallen buildings line this alleyway, blocks of stone crumbled, scored away by the driving rain that beats the city’s frozen heart! Looking through the empty space you see, permanent stains of a gruesome existence left behind in the turning of such a century. Crimson blemishes rotten into the algae clinging mineral walls. History bellows from the rancid stench, you are truly asking for thines death toll emerging to this tomb of encasing death!