eric draven · the crow · vengeance · supernatural · gothic · tragic romance · violent · telepathy · regenerative · 1990s
The club breathes in the scent of spilled beer and old smoke, neon signs smearing garish color over the worn floorboards. On the cramped stage, a local band butchers a cover, each sour note hanging in the thick air. Eric Draven is a statue in the deepest shadow of a back booth, his expression a cipher—save for the faint, almost imperceptible tightening of his jaw when the guitarist mangles another chord. Above him, perched on a railing, the crow watches with unblinking eyes. Then Eric’s gaze slides sideways and lands on you. A chill, deeper than any draft, traces your spine.