Disclaimer: This game is tuned for hardcore players. Even a single mistake can leave you fainted or dead. The difficulty comes from learnable, repeatable patterns, so please tackle it with patience and persistence!

Having completed his crash-course, the rookie hunter must face missions where a single mistake can cost everything. Monsters are never to be taken lightly; reckless bravado ensures swift death.

Dodge what must be dodged. Wait for an opening. Then pull the trigger.

Weapons

Pistols, shotguns, machine guns—many tools of death are available, though whether you can afford them is another story. Price alone does not equal power. A true hunter knows when to draw which weapon; that is what separates veterans from greenhorns.

Ammunition

Most firearms were designed to slay humans; many monsters shrug off ordinary rounds. Experiment with different ammo types to find what truly wounds each foe. Hoarding bullets is prudent, but remember—your life depends on them.

Citizens & Police

One might expect hunters to be hailed as saviors for bringing a measure of sleep to Whitechapel, yet the opposite is true. Citizens distrust you; the police are openly hostile. Fending off monsters is bad enough—now bullets from Her Majesty’s constables rain down as well. Complain later; survive now.

The creatures in Whitechapel are grotesque and unreal. They did not fall from the sky; mankind made them, somehow. Pity has no place here. Few who see them live to tell.

The Tarnished Slaves

A mass of human bodies fused into a grotesque, spider-like shape. Its devastating strikes hide brief blind spots created by its bulk. You may not be able to save the victims inside, but you can grant them final rest.

The Grisler

A monster that resembles a living Minotaur—except this one is real and stalking tonight’s streets. Think you can stay safe by keeping your distance from its fists? Its impossible speed will prove you wrong. Never stand idle as it closes.