Sick, Diseased and Helpless Part 1: Her Emergence
Past the hatch door and down the stone stairs, the surgical table stands bolted to the floor, blackened by the blood of the dozens he has dragged down again and again over the last two decades. The lone light bulb, dangling over the surgical table, starts to flicker. The blood, pooled on the floor of the terrible room, starts to swirl. It churns and it froths, twisting around the horrible table, a monument to atrocity. From the blood, she arises. A young brown-haired woman. She walks up those stairs and rips open the hatch door, standing defiantly in tattered, bloody clothing.
Wielding only a broadsword against all odds, she must kill evil wherever it stands. From the mind of Max Gore comes a tale of violence, drugs, betrayal, and revenge.
