For a group of secretive people they are certainly easy to infiltrate.
These robes I bought from that flea market down the road are very itchy, but at least they hide the fact I’m not wearing one of those medallion things they have around their necks. Not that they will look in my direction anyway, but I’d better not scratch myself just in case. It’s really tempting, though.
It’s frightening how they just stand there, individually or in pairs, totally unaware of the biting winds and heavy blizzard. Frozen. Rooted to the spot like statues. At least I’m under cover here! Ha! Under cover… I like that.
I know that they’ll start moving again when the midday bell tolls, and then the next lot will come out. I just need to be still and patient. Act like I’m one of them.
I like how the sunlight comes through the windows like that… it looks too warm for these bitter temperatures, but it still gives off a warm glow. Maybe they concentrate on that. I wonder how they keep these massive windows clean. Especially up the top there. Perhaps they’re self cleaning.
I wish I knew what time it was. I can’t feel my feet.
Look at the light. Look at the light. I think it’s working!
The light doesn’t seem right for midday, thinking about it. How long have I been here? I bet they’ve hypnotised me and forced me to join their number. I hope not. I only want to see what it is they do when they go inside. Oh no… what if they have hypnotised me and had me running around like a chicken? I don’t feel like I’ve been running. I wouldn’t be this cold, if I had.
C’mon… c’mon. Toll bells! Toll! I can’t feel my hands now.
Ah! At last!
No, wrong – it’s a hand-bell from inside. What was that? Three… four… five… six. Six rings.
Now the clocktower is ringing.
Actually, where is the clocktower? I can’t see it from here – it must be behind me. But the sound from the tolls is ahead of me. It must be an echo. That’s odd.
Ah, they’re moving now. They’ve formed a line ahead of me. I’d best try and join them. Nonchalantly does it. Good job I watched how they walk… I’ve got that off to a tee. Just need to speed up a little and then I can slip in there, behind. Made it. They’re still looking forward and haven’t seen me.
What was that? I thought these were a silent order. There it is again – definitely a voice. Sounds like “Order of Six”.
Oh.
This is the Order of Six.
I make the number up to seven. They obviously know I’m here.
A bit of mystery I feel for this week’s What Do You See? challenge from Hélène; link below.
