A wind whispers in from the East, blowing across the terrain of NECROPOLIS CORP. A scent of fire and incense wrapped in a darkly shrouded mist rolls in softly with the ash, enveloping your being. You are gently summoned to enter the dark and foreboding, yet oddly inviting NECROPOLIS CORP. You come to the sudden realization that your desire for rational and calculated control has more to do with a drive toward DEATH than with a love of life.