I think I'm going batty…

Literally…

I told myself I'd never go back.

I'm returning to the Vilokan Asylum of the Magically and Mentally Deranged…

Not to get treated… but perhaps Doctor Cain can help.

The world's original werewolf… and its first murderer.

If anyone can help me get a handle on an undesirable shape-shifting situation… it's him.

But there is a coven of bat-shifting vampires with other plans.

Surely their appearance and my… acquisition of this ability… isn't a coincidence.

If I've learned anything hunting vampires, it's that I can guarantee that they're up to no good.

And I can't help but wonder… am I the one hunting them?

Or have the tables turned?