It was the sort of day that if written of would be described as a day that began like any other. And truly, it was. The skies glazed with that tangerine hue as the sun’s light kissed the sky for the first time that morning. Every cloud was full of fluff, and every bird burst with songs of a thousand happy springs. Even the gentle breeze seemed to smell like lavender and every sweet rose as it washed over the gentle hills and passed between the tall buildings marking out the city skyline. Exactly the kind of beautiful morning you wouldn’t take too much notice of, but if you did, you’d be suspicious of. It was this day that they came.
Lillian had just finished her shift