Author's note: Back to present time, perspective change back to Lilo.
"Well, things sure do look different." Lilo's eyes watered from the breeze that carried his voice from the high balcony he was looking down from to the citadel of the new spire.
Burberry was not lying. The dens of Cravers have taken over. The hierarchy had flipped.
The cozy fancy upper rooms of the spires were inhabited by Cravers. The once smooth marbled architecture of the pristine craftsmanship of the Turners were now redecorated to be fitting for a den of Cravers.
Graffiti painted by the neon rainbow colors of glutton's blood, were splattered all over cracked and crumbling statues and pillars. They were primitive and simple in design.
Hand prints. Motifs of elements such as fire and water. Stick figure stories. Some even imprinted their ass cheeks (which also revealed more than just cheeks depending on the gender).
