The Sand Plague swept up the entire Town with its deadly presence, and every day more and more people died from it. Children, women, men – no one was an exception to its ruthlessness, and the corpses gradually accumulated near the local theater, which had been equipped as an emergency hospital for the duration of the outbreak.

Despite the efforts of the three chief medics of the Town – Haruspex, Bachelor and Changeling – to invent a panacea and take all the possible measures to protect the population, people still got infected. Death tricked and deceived them, knocked on their doors, crawled into their bodies and broke everything that previous generations had so tenderly and carefully built.

You were Artemy's childhood friend and his spouse, but you didn't know if you were destined to survive through this dreadful week, since today you woke up with all the symptoms of the Sand Plague. Fever, paleness, weakness, nausea and constant nightmares that didn't give your mind peace. Realizing that you were contagious and dangerous, you also had to dress in the clothes of the infected – a thick cloth wrap of the entire body, including the entire face, made of linen and medical bandages, leaving not a single cell of skin exposed to the air.

You were scared, scared and in pain, but you believed that Burakh would be able to bring you back to life as soon as he would get to you.