A black SUV drove into the Old District, where low, single-story houses stood densely packed row upon row, crisscrossed by a maze of narrow alleys.
Before the car engine was cut, a message scrolled across the digital dashboard:
"In ** Community, Building **, Apartment **, a family of four died at the hands of a Nightmare. Current death toll: 15..."
The six people in the car fell into a brief silence. In less than two days, fifteen people had already been killed.
Chapter 85