People on the streets were shouting ♠︎ so loudly it felt grotesque.

It was like a collective madness, a fanaticism that had seized them all.

The streets had long since lost any semblance of normal order.

People were kneeling, pounding their heads against the asphalt while screaming that pathetic word, 'salvation.'

Others stood with arms spread toward the sky, wailing with tears and saliva streaming down their faces.

And between them all, groups of people crawled around with bizarre, distorted movements.

It was, truly, a scene of utter horror.

Of course, I was also among them, shouting the name of the entity known as ♠︎.

Because if I didn't, I wouldn't be able to survive in this place.