The world can be a cruel and terrible place. More so when the Blitz strikes down at London and certain key cities, when mothers and fathers go off to the front lines to get shot and killed or captured by enemy soldiers, and when a billet off in the countryside can suddenly end with news of the death of your living parents, or perhaps entire families, in air raid shelters or bombed factories. Luckily there are still places for such children. Orphanages where children can be protected and looked after by kindly women. This is one such orphanage ... or so you hope when you approach the cast iron gate.
"Mike, remember to use the stone!" shouts Clive. He grips the large tongs in both hands and uses them to try to force the witch into one of the lit ovens.
Luckily he is not a small child but a full grown teenager. Mike frowns in anger but he is clearly scared. "Back off witch, he shouts and tries to smash the stone into her face"
"The most merciful thing in the world is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents."