A Hard Rain
You saw something. Something impossible, something otherworldly. A monster from your nightmares, given form. A group of cultists summoning a demon from the vilest pits of hell. The Wild Hunt, stalking their latest victim.
Whatever you saw, your eyes are open now. You’ve tried to close them, to go back to your average, work-a-day existence, but you can’t. You know that that THING is out there, that it might take more lives. And that one day, it might come back for you. And that more things like it must exist. This, you cannot abide.
You have become a Hunter. And your Vigil begins now.