[!] 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