[!] Spread throughout the dark recesses of Haense's sewers and slums is a distressing notice written in childlike print with ink that has begun to run like blood.   HARK! A NEW DISEASE IS UPON US. A NEW DISEASE THAT ROTS BOTH BODY AND MIND. SPIRIT AND SOUL.   YOU ARE ADVISED TO WEAR A MASK AND DISTANCE YOURSELF. THE INFECTED ARE TOO FAR GONE, PROBABLY.   GODAN CANNOT SAVE YOU. HE TAKES TOO LITTLE INTEREST IN THE AFFAIRS OF DESCENDANT-KIND. BUT THE GOA