Evil may sleep, but it does not die. It may lie dormant for a time, but it rarely, if ever, admits to defeat. So much blood has been spilled in the age-old feud between man and monster—one might imagine the endless crimson flow could slake the thirst of even the eldest vampire master. The wise look to the lightning on the horizon and know better. The twisted embodiments of evil are forever hungry,... [click here for more]