As the pandemic sweeps the known
world, society's crumbling infrastructures desperately
try to form organized methods of disposing of
the insurmountable amounts of dead. Criminals
are co-opted into becoming the drivers of the
plague carts in exchange for pardons they invariably
never survive to enjoy. These carts trundle
through streets ringing their distinctive bells
as the driver croaks as loud as he can, compelling
the peasants to emerge from their homes to fill
the cart bed with their mass burial destined
Adapted feed bag containing posies and other
herbs in hopes they will filter the impure air
and prevent the horse from contracting the plague.
Bells constantly jingle to both warn the uninfected
and to attract those who have dead that need
While the driver's visibility is severely hampered
by his constraints, he can still crane his neck
enough to perceive the roads he has to go down.
Lengths of fabric catch bodies that fall from
the back of the cart and can drag them for short
distances (peasants are very helpful in hoisting
the bodies back into the cart to avoid having
them left in the middle of their streets).