London, 1925. A shredded hat. A pristine pink shoe. A freshly baked fruit pie at 1:00 AM... and a creeping, cold-blooded stench.

When our investigators face the physical and mental toll of their mission, they are forced into agonizing choices, abandoning a shattered friend to a forced quarantine in order to preserve their own survival. What begins as a frantic escape through the dense, foggy streets of Soho quickly spirals into a chilling, heavily armed raid on a seemingly mundane suburban trap.

Strap on your gas mask, draw your trench knife, and prepare for the dark. The descent into the cellar is about to begin...

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