Krimson City, a metropolis filled with its average amount of crime, fame, and ambitious motivation to make it in the world. Murders and drug distribution take its course more in the evening to the locals and where sex trafficking is commonplace on the streets. For Francesca, as a photographer, she photographs models of lower self-esteem and trying to find a reason to live. Leading up to the series of murders of photographic models, tensions between Emily and Francesca increase. Deep down with the morbid display of each dead body, it caused a feeling of appreciation to surface in Francesca that she kept dormant all her life. An appreciation of Death of Art; crafting imagery beyond imagination. "Every time we interact with each other, why does it feel like Life and Death are dancing like lovers at a masquerade ball?" Francesca whispered. Since returning from war, Stefano Valentini shares his new "vision" to the world. Artwork that only he was capable of crafting. The ill-educated philistines and critics could never see the beauty of the imagery within his art. Whenever Stefano did night showings of his exhibit, one artist stood out. Dark hair that reflected crimson when light reflected off it with a provocative tone when there was a question asked that seemed illogical or bias in her opinion. This interaction caught his interest more for it contradict the usual quiet demeanor Stefano would see when the artist ventured throughout the day to view his work. Conversely, the photographer wondered why every glare directed at her and murmurs of distaste echoed throughout the night. Something the woman ignored. Opportunities did come in all shapes. Art is an artist's way to show their creative passion onto a medium than transformed into a masterpiece, for Stefano it revolved around capturing the moment a being's life ends; forever immortalizing it as his vision. Image cover from google.