Quite easily the least interesting page on this site

(and that's saying something)

The path to the vicarage is well tended and for some reason, despite the approaching winter chill, there are thousands of little daisies on the grass either side. You reach down to pick a couple but think better of it. What can you do with flowers that small, other than string them together? What use is that?

There are a couple of plaques on the outside of the vicarage, but you are unsure of whether to read them or not. The reason is your pressing concern about what the hell is going on inside the building. It is a bit weird to say the least. To be more accurate is to say that it sounds like someone is torturing a synth in there! A glance tells you that one bit of the building is an chemical lab or something, and the other is too fine to read from here.