Desmond had been through a lot and seen a lot, but this place was in another category. One moment he might be looking at what looked like a standard square, with shops promoting their latest products with interested customers strolling from place to place. The next, Desmond would watch a werewolf disembowel a random person for fun.
Just a hint of order that maintained the appearance of a society of intelligent creatures, mixed with a decadence and madness Desmond had never seen before. It was like watching a darker and bloodier version of Sodom and Gomorrah.
While trying to blend into the city, Desmond witnessed at least half a dozen homicides and nearly twice as many rapes. Drug abuse, vandalism, and arsenicism were the order of the day. A dystopian hell that Desmond would rather escape.
