For as long as there have been people, there has been a fear of the dark. Mothers tell their children there isn't anything in the shadows that isn't there in the light. They are wrong. Death allows lost souls one last chance. Fight with the Agents against demons and darkness and evil and they won't spend eternity roasting on a spit. It seems like an easy enough choice, but apparently roasting is easy and requires little effort, and fighting, well...Fighting...