You wake up on a table in some sort of clinic. You look around, the place is dark and damp. A figure in the dark speaks Blood Minister: "Oh, yes... Paleblood... Well, you've come to the right place. Yharnam is the home of blood ministration. You need only unravel its mystery. But, where's an outsider like yourself to begin? Easy, with a bit of Yharnam blood of your own... But first, you'll need a contract..." He moves closer, he's in a wheelchair. He hands you a paper with a contract on it
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