It was a dark, gloomy night. A night not unlike tonight. Clouds overhead covered the stars and moon, and the campgrounds were as dark as can be. It seemed that even sound was dampened by the darkness, but was it the darkness surrounding the campsite, or was it the darkness within shion's heart!? Shion pulls out a long, clean knife, and the screams of the fellow campers fall only on the ears of those already doomed to a similar fate.