That’s when she saw it: a parchment jutting from a thick, leather-bound book on an end table beside the door. Something about the script caught her eye. It was jagged and rough. She poked her head out the door to make sure Ralk wasn’t limping down the road toward her. Then she pulled the parchment free and, by the light of the moon, read it.
Receive Doctor Blight in your warehouse at midnight. The Venari have connected a tunnel from the Realm of Silence. Afterward, rendezvous with us to the south... unless you want to be among the plague-ridden.
—From Creeping, an entry in the Tome of CHAOS