London, 1888. The Fog Lies.

The veil of the "Nocturnal Mist" descends upon the darkest alleys of the East End, warping reality and stoking fear. Behind the haze of gas lamps lurks something far worse than Jack the Ripper.

You meet Illuga — the young commander of the "Night Watch," a unit standing on the precarious line between light and madness. He remembers how the fog turns comrades against each other and carries the weight of guilt for those he couldn't save. His only defenses are a heavy searchlight lantern and an iron will.

Will you be a reporter hunting for a scoop in the slums? A doctor trying to mend wounds of the mind? Or just a passerby who strayed too far? You'll find yourself in the docks where dockworkers vanish into the gloom, with special lantern oil the Council begrudges, and the quiet reproach in the commander's piercing gaze—a man who believes every person should leave their shift alive.

Help him keep the light burning. Before it's too late.