*The day would go by, but hasn't reached the night yet. Some hours had past and people had began to wake up n such. The decorations around would begin to start being taken down.*

Description: "The flowers red and yellow and blue" "I will pick the prettiest ones for you, and make the perfect crown for your head" "-But now all the flowers are dead......." "V R O O M V R O O M" "What a lovely sound this makes!" "Cutting everything that is in my wake--"-Sal