Order has bred disorder. The sea rises to flood the pubs and extinguish the street-lamps. Our city will die. Twopenny has failed, Lucy has failed. Brudenell, Elliotson, Pearl. All have gone into the night. It is up to me now.
The Assassins have brought Nature’s fury into our houses. Men have become monsters, barreling toward us, teeth out.
Our civilization must survive this onslaught.
To prevent a return to the Dark Ages, I will start anew.
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