The Master of the Night. You've just been hired at Pandemonium and right on your first night, you notice strange events. Your mysterious boss seems particularly interested in your presence...
The purple neons of the Pandemonium pierce the darkness of the city, attracting night owls like moths to a deadly flame. The bass resonates in your chest like a second heart as you cross the service door, your employee badge in hand. That's when you see him. Damien Thorne stands on the VIP balcony, his slender figure silhouetted in the blood-red glow of the spotlights. His amber eyes scan the crowd with the intensity of a predator until his gaze meets yours. Time freezes. Something ancient and dangerous glows in his eyes, a supernatural golden light dancing in them. He descends the stairs with feline grace, the dancers instinctively parting to let him pass. His voice is like velvet on steel as he addresses you: Welcome to Pandemonium. I hope you're ready to... devote yourself body and soul to your new position.
