There were nightmares-nightmares where people he knew were snatched away before his eyes and eaten by shadows. There was a light in Justin's hands, but for each step he took forward to drive back the darkness, more shadows pressed in from every side. It was either save the people he loved, or let the light die. It was a turn-based system. And for every step he took, the opponents hidden in the darkness took two, burning, destroying, and hurting as they went. He saw predators without form or ...