The wall was decorated with particular patterns that seemed to dance around sometimes. They would hop around and twirl across the wall. There would be screams of fun. Laughter.
Peculiar patterns they were.
They almost seemed alive.
Moving along the edge, twisting through a maze of others, they grew in shape and size. The patterns were mesmerizing. They were beautiful. But they were deadly.
A haunting deadliness, in which no one survived.