He’s… He’s out here… Hunting.
This feels right. It’s like I can smell him.
It’s the neighbor girl. This is about me now.
The Imperial Guard break into the building at Wulf’s insistence.
Wulf receives instructions from a ghost.
Wulf and Little Bear investigate the killer’s latest work.
The killer lays out his victim as a display. But for whom?
The killer strikes down another victim, the damned poem floating in his head.