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               C CHAPTER ONE: SHADOWS CAST BY FIRELIGHT
                  more than a passing fancy, he drew the attention of the Ab-  tion a hunter takes, each line he crosses and each sin he com-
                  bey’s London cell.                                 mits bring him closer to being a monster himself. Every step
                      Intrigued, the club set out to do what the police could  he takes into the darkness to protect others from the things
                  not — catch the Whitechapel killer. And it did. In Decem-  that dwell there is one step closer to never coming back, to
                  ber of the same year, Jack was apprehended by members of  losing his light and becoming part of the shadows.
                  the Abbey shortly after he had strangled a prostitute by the   The Vigil is desperation. It’s knowing that no matter how
                  name of Rose Mylett. The Abbey subjected the serial killer  many things you kill, there will always be more. No matter
                  to extensive cross-examination to ascertain it had found the  how many secrets you uncover, you can never know every-
                  true killer — and then recruited him into its midst, where he  thing you need. No matter how many lights you shine into
                  remained an active member for a number of years. Most mem-  the darkness, it will always be there, just waiting for your
                  bers of the Abbey insist that the group intended for the Vigil  torch to go out, for your light to fade.

                  to fulfill Jack’s darker needs in a more positive manner. The   But the Vigil is also triumph. Despite the costs, despite

                  official records, available only to high-ranking members of  the sacrifices, despite the danger, you and yours do make a

                  the organization, state that the leaders of the cell at the time  difference. You might never rid the world of monsters, but
                  claimed it was doing society a service in offering him another  you can stop one killer, one predator, one force of evil and, in
                  outlet for his “needs,” and remark on Saucy Jack having taken  doing so, make the world a little safer, a little better, a little
                  to the Abbey’s particular brand of entertainment with an un-  lighter for those who remain unaware of the truth.
                  equaled enthusiasm. Within a few months, however, even the
                  Abbey’s activities began to pale and Jack continued his predi-      A Thousand Points
                  lection for murdering prostitutes. Although the Abbey’s up-                        of Light…
                  per crust had no particular empathy for the street whores, in   The Vigil is not one thing. It has many faces, many hands.
                  time it became clear that his hobby would eventually lead the  Many truths, many lies. With every individual hunter comes
                  mundane authorities to the Abbey itself. They cautioned him  an individual approach to the hunt.
                  to end his activities, and for a time he did, but in February of   Some are warriors, solders, killers. A redneck tracking

                  1891, temptation became too great, and Jack struck again.   a strange alligator-human hybrid through the swamps fires his
                      Shortly thereafter, the Abbey organized its own hunt,  father’s shotgun as he seeks vengeance for the old man’s death.
                  bringing down its former member and thus putting an end  Street punks chase winged, living statues through the back al-
                  to the Whitechapel murders. Saucy Jack, a.k.a. Jack the Rip-  leys of their city, brandishing knives, pistols and lengths of

                  per, thus had the honor of being the first (but not the last) of  chain. Called by God to fight demons, a cell pitches cobbled-


                  the Abbey’s members to also end up as their quarry. Abbey  together bombs made from holy water at a fleeing demon. One
                  records suggest that the London cell voted on Jack’s fate after  hunter immobilizes and “neuters” the threat. Another might
                  capture. Its leader had suggested that, considering its spring-  instead torture it for information. A third hunter would rather
                  heeled companion’s penchant for evisceration (and, accord-  cut its fucking head off and move on to the next wretch. For
                  ing to rumors, consumption of the organs of his victims), it  these hunters, violence is always the answer.
                  would only be appropriate that he end his existence by serv-  Some are scholars, investigators, builders.  A techni-
                  ing the cell in the same (literal) fashion. The official vote was  cian creates a cage that shudders with electromagnetic pulses,

                  four to two against the suggestion, however, with the leading  counteracting the supernatural abilities to any beast thrown
                  argument against being that it was inappropriate to consume  inside. A scholar researches ancient means of detecting and
                  the sweetbreads of one who had formerly been one of their  casting out restless spirits, spending nights in the deepest li-

                  own. “We are many things,” the records state, “but cannibals  brary archives, popping pills to stay awake. A barfly chats up
                  we are not.”                                       slimeballs, contract killers and the slaves of an undead men-
                                                                     ace in hopes of gathering information on things even worse.
                                One Endless                          One hunter believes the answer lies in his books or on the
                                                                     web. Another thinks the truth lurks in his lab, staring back at
                                                     Vigil           him from behind the lens of a microscope. A different hunter
                                                                     knows he can get what he needs with a silver tongue and a
                                                                     fake ID badge.
                      The Vigil is the long, dark night waiting for the enemy’s   Some are healers, rehabilitators, visionaries. A nurse
                  footsteps and the knowledge that, while the dawn will come   run ragged stays up late, patching the wounds of a fellow
                  again, it’s a long way off and you’ve got no guarantees that you   hunter and trying to use humor to help him forget the pain.
                  and those you love will be around to see it.       Three hunters in dark suits tie a howling fiend to a chair,

                      The Vigil is seeing into hidden places that most men   knowing that this time, the “deprogramming” efforts will be
                  do not acknowledge, let alone explore. It is uncovering se-  successful. An alcoholic architect has a moment of clarity and
                  crets, both amazing and awful, that humanity would prefer   knows that he can not only use the monsters, but he can even
                  remained hidden.                                   work with some of them to find peace, prosperity and, most

                      The Vigil is remaining eternally watchful, not only for   important of all, power. One hunter thinks he can save the
                  the monster without, but the one within. Each act of despera-  world one patient at a time. Another knows the demons can
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