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Your view from the sampling chair: four hooded Hemochrons in red, orange, blue and purple sit behind a raised stone bench, holographic readouts glowing in front of them. Your forearms rest on the arms of the chair, the right wrist locked in a steel reader box with a violet lamp.
Awaiting subjectSample —Pulse —Draw —Conversion —

Purgatory · Convert intake

The Hemochron Assessment.

Every Convert who survives the descent ends up here, strapped into a chair beneath Purgatory before four blood-scientists who speak for the Great Houses. A machine reads your blood. The Hemochrons read you.

Ten questions. No right answers. Only true ones.

Interactive fiction from Empire of Blood. The Hemochrons, their blood readings and their verdicts are part of the story, not a real genetic or psychological analysis.

Nothing you answer is sent anywhere. Your progress stays in this browser tab so an interrupted hearing can be resumed.