Weirdest thing yesterday. One of my workers showed me a photo from a “client’s” wallet. The photo was old, battered, looked like it’d been in there for years. It was of a number of men and women lying in what appeared to be a ditch. They were dressed in formal clothes, early 20th century. On closer inspection, what we thought to be a cane in someone’s hand was actually the hilt of a sword. It was pointing the wrong way. All the people in the ditch were dead. The ones in the foreground looked moderately ‘fresh’, if that’s the right word for it. Other figures in the background were hauntingly rotted.
Sometimes, I don’t know what I think about my job.