There’s been a string of murders in one of the city’s slums of late. Not too unusual.
These killings have so sign of forced entry, or even entry at all. Again, not too weird, but the Guild assigns a few witch hunters and Neverborn hunters to the case.
For a while, there are absolutely no leads, not until Sargent Richmond dozes off during his lunch break after doing a double shift the previous day,
For a moment, Lieutenant Greene watches Richmond sleep, never noticing the fondness she had for Richmond until now.
But this moment is ruined when she notices Richmond’s arm start bleeding, as something invisible picks Richmond up, claw marks appearing everywhere with Richmond still asleep, soon torn to ribbons in his own dreams.
Fredrick Krueger strikes again.