The city is sick. There is disease spreading and threatening our stock. If this festers, we’ll soon find ourselves starving. I’m sure that one of us has already infected some of the locals and this neighborhood is not exactly know for its impulse control. Our only option is a cull.
Luckily the Doctor has found a way to purge our bodies of the virus, its not pretty, but it works.
I hope that the boys can keep me from rampaging too bad when they have to drain all the blood out of me. I’m not exactly known for my impulse control either.