I Am The Night

        "The citty... is flooded with decadence. At night you never know what lurks behind every corner. The next street punk? Who's going to save you, the filth of the streets; the junkies? The greasers, hoodlums, drunks, hookers, pimps, addicts, or dealers? Everyone just does not seem to realize that nothing is real. Not the sympathy, not the charity, not even the city itself. Her eyes witness all of what goes on. The drugs, the killings, the torture, the stealing and rape; all moral misconducts. Yet for all she sees, nothing is ever accomplished. Someone needs to rise against all of this rubbish. Clean up this filth... and someone needs to come quick." Steven Bunkow wrote down as he stared outside of his fifth floor apartment window at the sun setting down on the horizon of Deicide. When the infamous Vincent Glasgow tore the city apart in2025 and took down the Horde, a multi-national crime syndicate which rooted the underground's activities, crime dropped for about fifteen years. It seemed that Deicide had reached a golden age. But then those whom the Horde supported re-emerged in their trades after years of dabbling around. Crime once more reigned rampant at night and in the shadows. The city once more crumbled to its knees.