In 1944 a series of four murders sent shock waves through war-torn Romania.

Each victim, all women, lived in basement apartments, unknowingly becoming prey to an elusive predator.

Under the cover of nocturnal storms, the intruder stealthily infiltrated their abodes, sought his oblivious victims and used a blunt instrument to repeatedly strike their delicate skulls, until no light They did clue emerged, a trail of footprints, the telltale marks of military boots. Oh, Welcome to Sword and scale nightmares. True crime for bedtime.

Where nightmare begins now. Within the dark annals of communist history, Bucharest, Romania's capital, experienced an era of unparalleled

suffering that can only be described as the worst of times. From 1965 through 1989 a charismatic and shrewd dictator held the reins.

His desire to satiate his hunger for power led him to believe he could remake Romania

into his personal utopia. Grandios Palaces everywhere.

Meanwhile, the Romanian people were suffering behind the country's gilded gates.

Outsiders looking in would think that the dictator and his wife were God and goddess,

working for the good of the people and creating the perfect environment for all.

But the environment was oppressive in reality and

all that glitters and gold was a mere holograph to trick the rest of the world.

As much as the citizens rightly feared their cruel leader, the people living in Bucharest had something

just as sinister to fear in their own backyards, a homegrown

terrorist. Not the kind we think of in 2023, but rather the kind who prowls the night streets. Driven by an insatiable hunger

for blood and flesh.

This predator seemed to mirror the haunting echoes of the

1944 murders, evoking the ghastly imagery associated with infamous creatures

like vampires, Dracula, or the fabled wolfman.

Given the lack of resources due to misdirected monies, the citizens basically had to start over. Many important services and commodities

were unavailable, including mental health services and facilities, leaving the doors open

for madmen to rule the streets at night.

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