Stepping off the vehicle onto the plaza in front of the museum, Heidi couldn't help but take a deep breath of the cool, slightly salty sea breeze. It felt as if it had blown away the fatigue and anxiety accumulated from her long consecutive stretches of work, bringing her a moment of relief.
The young mental health professional hadn't taken a day off in nearly a month, and she had been dealing with the frenzied heretics almost every day recently. She even felt that the madness in the heretics' minds was gradually infecting her own spirit, making her battle with insomnia and frequent nightmares daily.
Fortunately, today she didn't have to think about those crazy followers and their warped, diseased minds.
Another gust of sea wind came from the end of the street, lifting the hem of Heidi's skirt. She held down her long dress and the wide-brimmed hat on her head, lifting her gaze to the large white building ahead with its streamlined dome and beautiful side structures.
