Where It Rains Blood

It started the day she died. Evil was unleashed. Evil, not the kind that hides in the shadows to jump at little children, but the kind that pulls the adults by their beards in broad daylight.
It lays in wait, looking for the perfect moment to strike. And like a viper, it is venomous, and doesn't intend to leave anyone alive.
So tell them, that whatever has blood, let it bleed for vengeance has come, and it is unforgiving.