On the day I retired from the underworld, my eldest brother was braked and died of serious injuries. Before he died, he held my hand and said, "There is a ghost in the snow hall."
I was left to collect the corpses and search for ghosts. I found out that my most trusted deputy was an undercover police officer. I found out that there was money to buy my life in the account. I found out that the person who wanted me dead the most was my brother who called me "Brother". They thought I wanted to be the person involved.
I just want to take my wife and leave this city alive.
But on the way to shore, you have to wade through a river of blood.
