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This is said to be the age of enlightenment and reason...
A culmination of thousands of years' development and illumination.
The hunters are dying off, they say. Their day is done, in favor of the new, enlightened time of neon lights, technology and civilization.
But a hunter is stalking the streets of London. A creature without form, eyes and skin. In a city on the brink of chaos, of social and economic collapse, it is stalking cops, killing them in ever more horrible ways. Sheila Watts is a hunter. She's a cop.
Sheila is lost, losing herself further by the second. She's losing herself, finding herself, as she's closing in on the creature of the night, as it is closing in on her.
Sheila Watts can taste the sweet blood in her mouth...
