Sometimes the darkness can be serene. After all, ignorance is bliss. In the shadows, there might well hide literally anything that you would wish to fear. But it's not as if you can see them. And it's not as if they can see you. It really is a wonder why anyone is afraid of the dark. Of course, that is all different if you can hear things. No, I'm not talking about the screeching of tires, gunshots in the distance. I'm talking about voices, beckoning you forward, deep in tone, malevolent in intent. If this is the case, stick to the gas lamps, stay inside the radius of their dull glow, and stay out of the darkness. And most importantly of all, never turn your back on it.
Cops are paid to look away. The Mafia families rule the streets, and everybody keeps quiet. Or else they will be made to be nothing but quiet. The only people you can trust to solve your problems are Private Eyes, men who skulk around at nightfall, following leads until they find irrefutable evidence of another man's wr