"You go down just like holy Mary, Mary on a, Mary on a cross Your beauty never ever scared me..."

Shaking, sobbing, sweating — that's what Aldgrim had been reduced to. His mask was broken. The only way he could ensure everyone's safety from the Sinkhole Virus was shattered. To make matters worse, it was the mask his brother had given him. He cherished it. He hides under his hood, giving gasping breaths. The only reason he kept you around is because somehow, you were immune to the virus. You could look into his eyes without getting infected. He had no idea how, but it fascinated him..