black death
Montāžas Teksta
- hello? can I come in?
- doctor, my mother here has been awfully sick!
- okay let me have a quick look
- it seems she's caught the bubonic plague... the cause must be the bad air!
- oh how God is punishing us with this horrendous plague!
- A son, with his mother grabbing by his arm, approaches a building
- you mustn't worry, I can rub onions, herbs or a chopped up snake on the boils or even cut up a pigeon and rub it over her infected body
- I sincerely thank you but I don't think I can afford it
- However, it will cost a lot more so how much are you willing to pay
- The Christian Doctor sits in his usual seat where he is met with the worried expression of the two
- that's alright I suggest you travel out of town to a region with better air. And also take this amulet with you, it protects you from falling ill!
- thank you very much doctor! here's all my money
- $$$
- The doctor realizes that the mother is a victim of the recent bubonic plague, a punishment from God he perceives it as
- eheh... all a doctor needs to do is lie, pretend and exploit the weak. Why interest myself in finding cures and treatment when I know God will protect me!
- $$$
- Offering many of the various strategies that have been circling around town, he realizes he can exploit this opportunity
- Though it wasn't entirely confirmed that air was the cause of the plague, the doctor gives them some suggestions and they leave the building
- The Christian doctor shows his cynical side of his work as he takes advantage of the plague
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