The street outside the church is empty, with not a soul in sight. The sky is gray and seems to threaten snow. The pavement is rutted and worn, littered with loose cobblestones and other signs of disuses and disrepair. The only sound is the cold wind blowing, and the awful metallic squeak as it blows the iron gate open and shut.
gate to street, Outside Church
person
inhabitant
I'm a slave inhabitant of the palace. I was taken from my village at a young age . I will serve the king until I die  or old age.
Hello HELL I am already in Hell...I was taken from my home a long time ago. I meant to say hello, I am a human on his smartphone...do you inhabit this empty cobblestone? Yes, I will be serving the king until I die. I really wish I knew what my family was like, I don't even remember them. Wow that is sad, maybe we can be family give me a hug Oh, thank you so much. At least they feed me, I saw a begger the other day I didn't envy. You dropped something my fellow inhabitant Oh thank you for picking that up for me.  No problem. I am a person of service. So why is it so cold here by the way? I don't know, its a new thing that started, the land just turned dead and never grew back and it kept getting colder and colder. Hmm...do you have a spare jacket? I have nothing on me...