"It's graver than I anticipated," Han mused, his eyes widening as he surveyed the district. Trailing the guide, the expedition party reached the confined sector where those in the advanced stages of the Virus languished. Each member of the group grappled with their gut reactions, either quelling the urge to retch or wincing at the gruesome tableau before them. It was an unspeakably repulsive sight, but Han, seasoned and unflinching, held his composure in check.
Across the expansive northern domain of the estate lay the district, teeming with infected patients exhibiting the same symptoms, although some teetered on the edge of mortality while others clung to life. Presently, each patient lay supine on the ground, enshrouded by vast swathes of cloth. They were treated as if life had already abandoned them. Abandoned and unsupported, they rested in desolation.