Night of Blood I

Scores of men and women had already inconspicuously surrounded Central Park Tower, and more were on the way. Some of the more daring ones who were completely confident in their abilities had already made their way up to Morpheus' condo.

It had been a long time since there was an open contract placed on someone in New York. When such a thing happened, it would inevitably end in one of two ways: either the target was taken out real quick, or there was a bloodbath. More often than not, it was the former.

More than Morpheus or the assassins after him, it was the Cleaners that had the most work to do. After all, it was their job to ensure that the supernatural world remained hidden from the sight of the general public. Their only grace was that today was Halloween and it would be a bit easier for them to operate.