London's about to become infested with demons.



My mission to save London from suffering the same fate as most of the United States sees me diving into the London Underground in search of a Hell Hole, but finding it is the least of my problems. One by one, the things that make the Eyes a functioning cabal are being picked apart, leaving us out of communication and seriously damaging our ability to stop Cerberus before it's too late, and when disaster strikes, none of us are prepared to deal with it.



Least of all me.



Cerberus puts me face to face with my own traumatic past in an attempt to shake me, but I'm not going to allow myself to be compromised like that. I have a job to do, and I'm going to see it through to the end even if it kills me.