In front of us stands a church with a striking Gothic style.
The inexplicably glowing stained glass depicts murals of barnacle-laden whales dragging cities through the ocean depths. Twelve massive stone pillars covered in scale-like protrusions hold up the ceiling, accompanied by wallpapers and carpets that contract and expand with a breathing rhythm.
Contrasting with this mysterious architectural style is the rather grotesque furniture: rows of long benches in the hall are made from pale bones, with various deceased eye sockets and glowing jellyfish embedded in the backrests. The ceiling is adorned with numerous decorations woven from human intestines, each segment sealed with a half-melted baby's head.
This weird, blood-soaked scene can be described as utterly vulgar, sweeping away the church's inherent sanctity and glory, leaving only a sense of oppression.
