A weak smile flickers across the old man's timeworn face. "And so it begins..." He turns his gaze to you, his
A weak smile flickers across the old man's timeworn face. "And so it begins..." He turns his gaze to you, his eyes going glassy. "I'm sorry, my friend, but I tricked you. I don't-" The old man coughs, but it's less powerful than before. "I don't want to die to this damn sickness, let some disgusting beast crawl from my body... It's... better this way..."
