The garden was exceptionally noisy today.
The rowdy Plagues, who could contentedly gnaw on stones and laugh foolishly all day in the garden, were seeing strangers other than themselves for the first time.
Even humans!
Lively humans! Though they appeared as Spiritual Bodies.
In their vague, distant memories, it seemed they too once looked like this.
Now, upon seeing these images from their memories, the toothy, laughing Plagues only wanted to get closer to inspect these familiar forms, to see how much these figures resembled their blurry recollections.
Perhaps they could even recall what they looked like as humans.
They swore they just wanted to get closer for a look, a touch, a feel, nothing else, with no ill intentions whatsoever.
Unfortunately, being carriers of deadly pathogens to outsiders, their mere approach was a threat.
