A network of thin, twisting alleys that can take you anywhere and everywhere.

::Dante hurries as he heads through the alleys.::

::Three vampires suddenly seem to appear from nowhere around Dante, all of them female. They hiss at him, grinning demonically.::

::Dante stares at the women. Somehow he'd forgotten about the vision of his death that Aurellia had shown him, he's been so focussed on seeing Sally and the kids again.::

"No... wait..."

::He starts to panic. He knows how this is going to end.::

"Wait for what, honey?"

::The vampires smirk at him and creep closer, revealing blood spattered clothes and faces.::

::Dante stares the creatures for a moment, utterly disgusted. And then suddenly, his sense kick in and twists around, shoving his way past the vampire behind him and running for his life down the alley to the busy street he can see ahead.::

::The vampires glance at each other and leap into the air as one after Dante. They seem to hand in the air above him for a moment before they descend on him, shoving him to the floor and starting to rip off his clothes with their sharp nails.::

::Dante yells in pain as one of the nails digs into his skin and then breaks it, sliding beneath one of his ribs.::

(No, Sally...)

::Lapping up his pain with almost as much relish as they will his blood, the vampires begin their meal. Bowing low over his body, they rip and tear at his flesh with their hands and teeth, slurping up both blood and meat.::

::Dante can't even scream as a vampire moves in to bite his neck. His eyes close. Dante is dead.::

::The vampires spend a few minutes finishing him off. There's nothing but a bloody mess left when they finally fly off.::