19th Century London . . . a savage killer flees from a mob and plunges into the Thames, where he drowns. His soul departs his body, but even Hell rejects him - he is a Pariah, bound forever by curses in the place he died . . . Unless someone sheds blood in his name . . . 21st Century London . . . an innocent boy flees from a mob, and escapes into the undiscovered underground tunnels beneath his tower-block home. Down in the darkness, a voice calls to him. The voice is mesmerising, hypnotic, and urges the boy to spill blood in his name . . . And a fabled killer is unleashed again. But this time he's stronger and far more terrifying than when he coated the East End in blood in the 1880s, and gained the name Jack the Ripper .
