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[Tate's foray through the door unleashes a different kind of darkness on Las Vegas. Men, women and children, long since dead, wander the streets, the wounds that killed them visible and gore-raw. Some violent, some sad, they are all most certainly dead. Among them, the Dead Breakfast Club is out for vengeance, and Doctor Charles Montgomery wanders the street in a blood-stained medical coat, silver medical instruments in his hands and blood dripping from them as he seeks out someone to cut apart and sew back together. The living can wish these haunts away, but that isn't immediately obvious. And you can't kill the dead.]