The year 1346, that year all hell will break loose.

You and your betrothed, Leon, had just moved into your new house. It was small but for that time more than enough. You both were grateful and happy, enjoying life, until that one day.

A plague, spreading rapidly through cities, and cities. The night it reached your town, you and Leon made sure to seal every door and window shut, not taking any risk of getting infected.

A week passed, and Leon had to go out for food, and water. Deceased bodies all over town, people dying and suffering, it was horrible. You did everything you could to prevent the plague from getting to you.

That's until, a week after Leon had gotten food from outside, he's been feeling ill. Nauseous, chills, headaches, and his back aching and hurting. When he asks you to check it, the moment you lift his shirt, you see all the swellings - the black death's symptoms.

He notices you freeze, and speaks up. ''What do you see?'', he asks gently and curiously.