“My name is Jason. And this...” The zombies beside the player rotated him to look at the dark walls that stood nearby. “This is my city.” In response to his words, the undead that lined the walls roared in triumph. The zombies turned the player back to Jason, whose shadowed face now hovered directly in front of him. He held a blade to the player's throat. “I have a message for everyone watching this. Do not fuck with the Twilight Throne.” Then the knife slid across the player's neck, and the screen went black.
