When Weed looked after approaching the river, he saw it wasn’t normal water.
Deep inside the river, ghosts of all kinds of monsters and humans were intactly flowing down the river.
They had expressions of distress difficult to see even in the chilling horror of a haunted house.
Smith approached and said, “Maybe it’s the influence of the sculptures?”
“What?”
“I’m talking ‘bout the artwork. The basics of artwork is to move emotions. These sculptures are making the river wail.”
They were words Weed could relate to.