Welcome to Detroit, circa 1926... A twisted imp, whose skin is a hellish shade of red, appears at midnight on an empty street, but only for an instant. According to Detroit folklore, the creature is an ill omen, a harbinger of catastrophe, and the city is ripe for a fall. The gilded luxury that once made Detroit “little Paris” is beginning to crumble, giving way to something darker beneath its surface. As Detroit’s Camarilla grows complacent, the Sabbat’s grasp on the city has tightened like a noose. The Sabbat is never far from every bloody bootleg battle, gin-soaked speakeasy, and glistening gala, growing bolder with each advance. Can the Camarilla shake off its fugue before it’s too late? Or is Detroit destined to fall? Step into the gritty, blood-soaked streets of Prohibition-era Detroit, and take sides in the war for the soul of the Motor City. But hurry. The hour’s getting late…