"The Book of Shackles"

The book's pages are empty, but upon opening it, you see candle lights reflecting on sharpened surgical tools. You hear the moans of Madla Stasek, a peasant who volunteered to go under the knife, the dull voice of Jhod grasping the scalpel, Tristian praying. You unmistakably feel terror filling the room. Madla's fear: she doesn't know if she's going to die from the knives now or the disease later. Jhod's fear: what if he lets down his god and his people again? Tristian's fear: he risks incurring Nyrissa's wrath and never returning to the glowing kingdom of Sarenrae, but he so badly wishes to scream out — 'Don't! Don't torture this woman! I'm guilty! I will tell you all about the seeds!' You feel the echo of all these fears, and you see that the barony is tormented by an unknown affliction that pierces your heart.