In 2011, the world ended.

For some. For most, though, the sun still set, and unlife continued.

Some kindred consider the night of the Beckoning to have been the moment of Gehenna. Nothing else could have caused so many elders to just disappear…. But the moon never ran as blood, the sun never rose black in the sky. Nothing boiled from the ground, and the world never turned cold.

The fabled end-times came and went just like any other night, unlike anything vampires had ever predicted. But the world kept turning.

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