Rain poured down upon the island of Ireland, yet for some reason, almost none of the islanders felt refreshed; instead, they felt a sense of heaviness and oppression.
The strange blight that had appeared a few years prior, the priests who had suddenly "gone mad," the increasingly bizarre prophecies being whispered about, and this abnormal weather all cast a shadow over the hearts of the farmers.
As an experienced farmer, Patrick's father had a very strong feeling that there would not be a good harvest this year.
Though it seemed ridiculous, he secretly hid his actions from his wife and, with the help of his children, replaced their potatoes with wheat and barley.
A week later, Patrick brought home a newspaper from town, which claimed that potato crops across the European continent were growing promisingly, and the island of Ireland was no exception.
In reality, the British government was desperately trying to conceal what was happening in Belgium and the Netherlands, where the potatoes in the entire Wallonia region had withered and died within a week.
Moreover, this terrifying situation was spreading continuously across the European continent; Potato Late Blight had already appeared in parts of France and Germany, and Spain and Portugal had not been spared either.
Yet, at this time, the British government had blocked the news from the domestic public, for no other reason than the fact that this curse-like blight had also appeared on the island of Great Britain.
Scotland, on the island of Great Britain, was the hardest-hit area, with over half of its potato crops already withered, and vast swathes of farmland in Wales and England had also died off.
At this moment, the island of Ireland had not yet seen large-scale disaster, but unlike the British mainland, the primary food source for the