The techno dies from your ears as you make your way home through the alleys away from the Succubus Club. It was a wild night. Two or three men jump
from a darkened alley and subdue you and your seven friends in seconds. You awake and find yourself confined in a coffin, the smell of damp air all around,
only one statement ringing in your ears, "Claw your way to the top and see if you have the power to become a true Sabbat!" GM Rick Hughes.