Heart Voice: Where have the Overseers gone? They wade through chest high waters with their hounds. Somewhere near a man has just taken his last breath. His eyes are still open.
Man 1: No, just a little cough. I'm fine, feel completely fine.
Man 2: Fine? look at you. You have the plague, you were trying to conceal it from us your brothers in the order. Was that your intent? To spread the malady to us?
Man 1: No friend, I tell you I am well. What is happening? Put down your weapons. Just think for a moment before you...
Man 2: You were sick, very very sick. That much I'm sure.
Man 3: Now to find some way to dispose the body, without spreading his illness.
Man 2: Rats! Damn you!
Heart Voice: Misery. Everywhere.
Samuel: Corvo, is that you? Hey Corvo, it's Samuel. I'm here. Oh my. From the way I hear it, Campbell lived a pretty posh life. Maybe it's not my place to say, but man of the faith should live like barons. You ready to go?