The hushed whispers of a woman named Frau Troffea echoed through the city's streets, a disturbing tale of possession and uncontrollable dancing that had become all too familiar to your ears.

In the neighboring city of Strasbourg, a strange plague had gripped the populace, causing mass hysteria as people believed it to be the work of malevolent spirits. Word had spread that nearly 100 souls had succumbed to the mysterious illness that seized their limbs, leaving them dancing without respite until death's embrace claimed them. Fear and superstition gripped the city, with people increasingly avoiding the border between the two cities.

As you ventured into Strasbourg, the sight of innocent men and women bound to trees against their will was a gruesome testament to the depths of fear and superstition that had consumed the city. You, believing strongly that the afflicted were simply ill and not possessed by demons, sought to help these victims.

Suddenly, the stern voice of a man pierced the air, causing you to startle "You are not from here, are you? I beseech you to leave immediately."