<span style="font-weight: bold">Japan, Tokyo<br/>-----------------</span><br/><br/>A thin human-shaped shadowy figure advanced on a tatami flooring towards a wide double Shiki futon bed. With a dark hand, the figure picked up a tie from the top of the mattress' corner and sniffed it, then studied another material with the other hand – a pair of socks.<br/>On a beans filled pillow, the head of a sleeping individual moved to face the ceiling, and then the nude body of the female turned around in a straight sleeping position. With the body on its back, the woman moaned something in her sleep and her eyelids began to flutter open. The intruder's static form teleported around the room in blinding speed and paused once more near the bed. It swiftly crawled on top of the mattress and then on top of the woman's body. The form seatted itself on the woman's chest and it began to force the golden haired Caucasian female into a hypnagogic state.<br/><br/>Bothered by the feeling of confusion, yet fighting back the terrible invading sensation, the female opened her eyes widely and her mouth fell into an O-shapped gasp. The woman began to choke on silent cries of protest and shallow, rapid breathing. She was now fully aware of her surroundings but had no control over her body. Struck with a deep sense of terror, she tried to make something out of the creature that was crushing her down, but her sight was blurry, and so was the faceless black figure. She locked her eyes on the hat that the figure wore on his head and she tried to fight this one back, but the more that she tried to, the number her body became and the more her fear was increased.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">''kuso kurae!... kuso kurae!... kuso kurae!...bakayarō...''</span>The shadowy being hissed in Japanese and into the woman's ears, but the voice that came out of it was that of a middle-aged angry female. The vision of a woman's face painted in white, with blood dripping out her black eyes appeared in the victim's head. The woman in the vision was dressed in a red kimono and was holding a straw doll in the air, nailing it to a sacred tree.<span style="font-style: italic">''Doke! Leave my husband alone... Yariman! Shinjimae... Shinde mo ii yo! This is my final warning''</span>The dark presence was alarmed by the sudden arrival of a man in his early 50s. Watching the woman wiggling her toes and clutching her fists, struggling in her sleep paralysis; the man that just stepped out of the shower precipitated towards the bed and began to shake his lover from the shoulders.<br/><br/>The shadowy intruder existed the room and disappeared into the wall in the hallway. The woman in the room began to regain control over her body and the last sounds that resonated in the creature's ears before exiting Tokyo, were the cursed one's satisfying screams of complete horror. His job was done and the message of his newest client was transmitted.<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Germany, Munich<br/>---------------------<br/></span><br/>It was a bright, sunny day in Munich, but the warmth of the sun did not cover enough for the coldness of winter.<br/><br/>The shadow man reappeared out of a wall, and stepped into the men's washroom of a crowded coffee shop -- one of the most famous in Nazi Munich. The Café Heck overlooked the Hofgarten which was positioned behind the building. The smokey form pulled back open the door of the washroom, and the form of a tall blond man with a cerulean gaze stepped into the lobby, holding a bouquet of leafy cherry blossoms branches.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">''Guten Morgen, my Dear!''</span>Erlind handed the bouquet to Paula Hitler and sat at the breakfast table across from her.<span style="font-style: italic">''Unfortunately, our meal will be short lived today. Forgive me. It has come to our attention that a clinic here in Munich is giving work positions to the Jewish. Couple of us will be deploying to the clinic today, undercover, including me.''</span>The man explained, raising a cup of tea to his lips. He momentarily paused and looked down at the hot liquid inside the cup then took a<span style="font-style: italic">tasteless</span>sip. The man sat back with hands resting on the carved wooden arm rests, and smiled at his Fiancee, a dark nefarious glint in his eyes.