What if England’s most terrifying plague was never really a disease at all?Between 1485 and 1551, something stalked through Tudor England that made the Black Death look like child’s play. The Sweating Sickness could kill you in two hours flat – and you’d be conscious for every agonizing minute of it. It didn’t care if you were rich or poor, young or old. But here’s the fucked up part: it seemed to *choose* its victims.This wasn’t your typical medieval plague. It targeted intellectuals and nobles while sparing peasants. It appeared out of nowhere, terrorized the kingdom, then vanished completely – only to return decades later like some kind of supernatural boomerang from hell. And when it finally disappeared for good? It left behind a trail of paranormal activity that still haunts England today.From the black hounds with glowing red eyes that prowled London’s streets during outbreaks, to the fever ghosts still seen wandering Greenwich Palace, to the cursed manuscript that killed ever...