The plague of starvation ravishes these once kind people.
They use such radical measures to satiate their cravings.
As a poor orange-haired boy wanders into town, he feels a tap on his shoulder.
He turns around to see a man with a large rock swing and crush his head.
The boy collapses and the blood clumps his hair together forming a nauseating red seaweed.
His body is carried off to a garage and strung up with many others to await the feast.
This once stellar community has fallen to shambles.
People begin to gather to perform their own rendition of old rituals.
They gather around a large prism, dancing and feasting on raw flesh.
They are celebrating this new tradition.