A new dawn is breaking.

As the sun shines onto our city, the darkness creeps into alleyways and backrooms where it will hide until it can once again roam the streets. In the meanwhile, the men and women who can still fool themselves into believing that they are safe go about their business, shutting themselves out from the truth. Perhaps in due time, they too will come to realize the fate of their beloved city.

This is not a fate unfamiliar to us, for it is shared with a man we used to know as Greg Keeler. Undoubtedly, a search made for anyone living under that name presently would be time wasted. He is only another man who has lost his way.

If Greg Keeler is the embodiment of all that has doomed this once prosperous city, then there can be no doubt that our beloved Detective is the opposite. He, and the few men of his nature who still remain, are the only bit of hope that can be glimpsed.

There may be some speculation as to the ultimate fate of Boss Dragon and the Underground Crime Alliance. The reader would do well to consider if there ever has been but one end that their sad lives could come to.

As much as we may wish to remain in this city-to perhaps see (in our very morbid curiosity) what will, in fact, become of its inhabitants-it has grown far too dangerous. There may come a day when we will be able to return, but for now, we must bid farewell.

To brave another midnight here would surely be the end of us.