It is night. A lover caresses a bare stomach. A dancer writhes to a rhythmic beat. A needle slides into an engorged vein. A scream dissolves into silence. It is night. A time for games. And no one plays the game of night as well as Alexandre Darque. He is a supernatural favor broker. What you need. He can get you. The coin of exchange is merely a little piece of your soul. Thats the price you have to pay, but have you ever wondered what it costs Darque?