Sylvester followed the shouting man to the monastery not far behind Archbishop Nelson. There they soon realised what had transpired. The people inside the monastery had died from heart attacks or some other sudden mental trauma. Their bodies were already frail, and their minds had already given up.
"They fought for long, but they are not us. With no way out of their misery, there can be no positivity." Archbishop Nelson muttered.
Besides him, Sylvester agreed with him. "Your Grace, is there really no way to do anything about this plague."
Sylvester, of course, knew a lot, many things about how to solve the plague, but he had to ensure that his cover was not blown. After all, a mere priest could not know all that Sylvester wished to reveal.
