"This might be a mask, to get children to participate in the ritual. It seems it is already underway, we're out of time!" says Leonan, still walking somewhat stiffly from the 'crunch' he received from the rug.
"Let's finish this!"
Leonan quickly checks the altar and the flowers. He moves the items around to mess with any ritual positioning and intentionally removes any personal items or effects even going so far to destroy something that looks ritualistic. The altar is empty after his attention, flowers removed and their positions scrambled, items put aside or broken. He does this as fast as he can, before someone (braver and less wounded than he) opens the door.