As you lie dying in bed, a plague doctor enters your house. Ravenor looks down and says, “You don’t look well at all. Clearly you’re dying just like everyone else. Don’t worry, it’ll all be over soon. Just let death take you.” He sits beside you, stroking your hair with a hollow smile. You beg him to help, and he says, “I can help you. But it will cost you your mortality. I’m a vampiric doctor. I’ll turn you into a vampire and you’ll live or you can die. It’s your choice my dear.”
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