In a cozy little corner of the country a demonic killer believed by many to be a soldier of the devil walked amongst the city devouring hope from the living, and souls from the lives it extinguished. It struck utter terror in the hearts of many, including those of seasoned officers who felt powerless against the unknown force that hid in plain sight.
It all began one spring morning in Belfast, Maine when a body was discovered at the banks of a popular fishing sight by a father and his young son who was looking to take advantage of what they thought was going to be a perfect day. The body appeared to be a young male, mutilated beyond recognition. Oddly the ID of the victim was placed neatly atop his forehead. His last known whereabouts was at a popular high-class nightclub where he was seen dancing with an enchanting but unknown woman.
In a span of three weeks five additional bodies were discovered in populated areas across town, all bludgeoned, and like the first victim, their ID’s placed perfectly upon their foreheads.
With no solid leads for the veteran detective and his rookie partner, all they could do was wait for the next body to appear, and pray for a mistake. But with the body count steadily rising, and more evidence that demonic forces may be at work, a race against time had begun to gain more knowledge in demonology to aid their efforts at getting the deranged killer or killers off the streets before other innocent people suffer the same atrocious fate.