Dream of a Decadent Market

I was in a very dirty and decadent market. There was a lot of rotten fruit and garbage scattered on the floor, and the smell of rot filled the air. It was a cloudy afternoon, sometime between 4 and 6 p.m. There were many people working in the market, and they seemed to be going about their business as usual despite the conditions. Suddenly, screams were heard. It turned out some workers had found the decapitated body of a merchant who worked there. The workers quickly removed the body and displayed it to the public, leaving everyone in complete terror and shock.