There's a world not many people know about. A world full of cold dead bodies with knives as teeth that enslave zombies and battle against werewolves and Shadows. It used to be such a wonderful place that had happy families and laughing babies. I used to be one of the laughing babies part of such happy family. I remember the music from the parties the whole town would attend to, the kids playing around and making flower crowns. I remember the face of my 8-year-old older brother hovering above mine with such an excited smile as he showed me off to all his friends. That was the last time I ever saw him smile with a bright expression. Come to think of it, that was actually the last time I saw him. One day he disappeared, along with our mom and money. The next day darkness rolled in, and the supernatural showed up. One of the first to show up was the vampires. After that there were Shadows.