An asphyxiating stench of decay infests my lungs as I gasp to draw my breath. The ether of this wretched place is tainted by sickness, rot and a miasmatic feeling of hopelessness.

As the afflicted flock towards me, their slow, painful shrieks of suffering latch to my ears like leeches. Plagued by an inexorable curse, they were cast out and abandoned to live out the remainder of their dismal existence far from any grace.

What have they done to deserve such a cruel fate? Such retribution can only result from the most belligerent blasphemy. They were once subjects of the lost kingdom ruled by my ancestors, and today the cloak of truth will be revealed.

Their shackles of disease will finally be undone.