It was late night in the city of London. Crows are cawing, and rain is splashing down in torrents. People are bustling around, and horse-drawn carriages are rolling down the cobblestone streets. Nobody seems to notice, or care that a serial killer has been roaming the streets murdering young women. A young girl (14) is walking down the street humming to herself. She pushes through a group of men drinking and smoking from their pipes, the aroma of tobacco wafting over her.
She hobbles over to an alleyway and cuts down it. She's breathing heavily and is obviously nervous being out this late. She was supposed to be home an hour ago, but had stayed out to watch one of the plays at the local theater. A cloaked man is concealed in the shadows by a few empty boxes of wine, and he slowly, yet fluidly moves from his hiding spot and slowly stalks the young girl.
She turns around and...Nothing. The figure that was stalking her is no where in sight. She sighs and turns around and there is Jack The Ripper standing there. His blank, life-less, white eyes glaring back at her. He smiles revealing blackened, cracked teeth causing her to scream. The scream echoes out through-out the streets.
Marcus is perched up on a roof-top of a nearby building scanning the streets. His cigar rolling around in his mouth as the smoke billows out into the night sky. Nothing exciting. He had ordered the other members of the Order to stake out other areas in the vicinity just in case The Ripper would strike again. He hadn't committed any murders in a few months, but Marcus had information that he had come back to London. He checked to make sure his Revolver was fully loaded, and tapped his fingers on the sheath of his Tulwar.
He sighed. "Where are you..."
He looked around again and noticed a timid, young girl head off into an alleyway. Just out of his sight. Dammit, he thought. He stood up straight preparing for the worst and that's when he heard the piercing scream. He leapt from the building, and landed on the top of a passing carriage and rolled off casually into the street and sprinted off towards the alleyway.