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Yarrk pads up beside you, his shining eyes taking in the bloody horror all around him.

The old woman says something in an indigenous language that you don't understand, then kneels down beside the dead woman, takes out a crucifix, and offers a quiet prayer. You watch the ineffectual trinket swing back and forth on its chain. The younger man looks outside to make sure the Nosferatu won't return, then remembers his elder and runs to him, limping from his injuries. The old guy moans, and his eyes flicker.

You have a thousand questions and one problem. Where did the Nosferatu come from? Who chained it up? Was it imprisoned because it had become a wight, or did it lose its mind during its imprisonment?

And what are you going to do with these people, who just saw a bloodstained, bat-eared monster kill a woman?