Following the path to the left, the thick fog lifts and you can see buildings of brick and stone. These are not the ramshackle homes of Bastone however. These look more like the sturdy, well-built structures of Verum.

Suddenly, a hot blast of air hits your face and smoke stings your eyes as the stench of burnt flesh chokes you. When your vision clears, you see half the city is in flames. Verum guards toss plague-ridden bodies on top of burning heaps. You look skyward, a pair of glowing orange eyes peer down at you from above.

Without any clues, it is impossible to tell if this vision is of events currently taking place or if they have yet to pass. Before moving closer, the flames disappear and a blank wall materializes before you. The sound of the children singing is louder and more urgent.

He is running through the f

To rest his head within the b

She is d

Hang her tightly by her neck

See a shadow, hear the thud.

Hear the silence, see your blood.

The alleyway to your right is lined with lanterns dripping blood. To your left, you see hundreds of tiny faces staring back at you. Looking more closely, you see they are children's toys, dolls hung by the neck from balconies.