This has been an idea running through my head for a few months, and after a few discussions with my brothers and friends, here is what I have come up with…

Player selection begins with you choosing your player character, and then a second character to act as your support, or your sponsor.

Support characters will use a special attack to help chain combos or disrupt an enemy combo. (Choosing either Offensive or Defensive when you pick them)
For example:
- Karrin Murphy will attack with her shotgun, or jump in and physically interrupt a combo with her Akido.
- Jared Kincaid will give sniper support, or drop a flashbang.
- Johnny Marcone will attack with fire support from his troops, or use suppressing fire to interrupt a combo.
- Michael Carpenter will smite with Amoraccius (Sword-Wielder Murphy will as well) or use his blade (and armor) to parry a blow.
- Morgan will attack with an earth-stomp that sends enemies airborne, or will parry the attack with an earthen barrier.
- Ramirez will attack with magical blasts or interrupt a combo with his Entropy Shield.
- The Redcap will attack with a blindingly fast physical strike, or interrupt a combo by catching the attack.
- Molly Carpenter will use a stunning burst of sound and light as a combo-break or as a direct attack.
ETC.

The Sponsor will do the same as a support character well as change your attack Aspect, at the price that they’re not otherwise playable. (Balance and all that)
-Mab (Adds Ice/Winter aspect to your attacks)
-Titania (Adds Nature/Summer aspect)
-Nicodemus (Adds Hellfire/Denarian aspect)
-Kemmler (In the form of a spectre or his book itself)(Adds Necromancy/Death Magic aspect)
-Uriel (Adds Holy/Soulfire aspect)
-The Erlking (Adds Wildfae aspect)

Harry (as well as other characters) will have multiple versions available for playability based on his stage in the story, with their own moveset (though similar) and Finisher.
Private Eye Harry - (Storm Front - Summer Knight Era) His finisher is a massive Pyro-Fuego (Similar to the one he used to burn down The Velvet Room)
Hellfire Harry - (Death Masks - White Night era) Harry uses Hellfire and his finisher is a Hellfire Laced Pyrofuego. (Unlockable special finisher is a summon of Sue)
Warden Harry - (Small Favor - Changes era) Harry uses Soulfire and his finisher is a Soulfire fueled assault.
Winter Knight Harry (Cold Days era) Harry uses Winter magic and his finisher is an Infriga followed up by a shattering Forzare.

Story Mode: Pretty obviously it’s Harry’s storyline condensed into the most important fights, with boss fights including characters who aren’t otherwise playable, in fights during which you only have to survive until the clock runs down.

Magic Vs Nonmagic: Magic Characters have a  Magic Meter that refills as they fight that fuels more magic heavy attacks and specials.

People without magic have Willpower Meters that fuel their more dramatic moves and their Specials. Sponsors will still change their attack aspects, of course, but not with as much visual affect as

DLC: packs will come as new books are released if the game is still supported with new characters, campaign missions, and outfits to fit the new book’s content. (As well as special costumes from other Jim Butcher intellectual properties.)

So what do you guys gals and otherwise think?

The very first sentence stopped me.

Well… That… Changes everything. What an apropos title.

Just described how Harry is going to see Slendy with his Sight.

…Not spoiling it here, but I’m pleased with how creepily it came out.

let the downward spiral begin.

FRIEND: YOU SON OF A BITCH! WHY!? WHY IN THE NINE HELLS DID YOU LET ME BORROW THOSE BOOKS!?

1 Hour and a Half later

FRIEND: THEY’RE SO GOOD! *starts foaming at mouth*

To answer your question? So you can suffer with me.

HA.

Taking place soon after the events of White Night, the network Harry and Elaine installed gets word to him that a woman’s young daughter has been experiencing nightmares about a faceless man taking her away. These dreams have not been isolated incidents as they always precede mass disappearances of children. Soon enough Harry comes face to face with a modern age nightmare, and an enemy he has no idea how to face…

…

When Sadie answered the door, I colored myself surprised. She looked nowhere near old enough to have had a six year old by now. Hell, she couldn’t have been older than Molly. Her skin was a shade of pale I usually would associate with one of Thomas’s relatives, and she wore it well, her long, auburn hair a stark contrast. Her eyes were red, but other than that, there were no signs that she’d been crying. She wore that well, too.

“Mr. Dresden?” She asked in a tiny voice.

Aw Hell, that did it. I have a problem where I can’t stand to see a woman suffer. I hate seeing suffering at all, but it bothered me especially when a woman was involved. It brought out a manly desire to protect them. Maybe it was sexist, but there it was.

And that look, that voice, had me by the balls.

“Yeah,” I answered flatly, “Sadie Macmillan, then.”

She nodded and opened the door wider, “Come in, please.” she said in that same near-whisper. Free to cross the threshold I walked in and took a look at the apartment.

The first thing that struck me was how pink everything was. From the walls, to the tablecloth in the kitchenette, to the dress her daughter, Lindsay, was wearing that made her very nearly blend in to the couch.

The girl could have been her mother twelve years ago, (I still thought she looked young), her hair the same color, her eyes that same deep brown, and her skin that brilliant white. She looked up at me, her expression unchanging. “Hi,” she said, in a tired voice I had never heard on a child. Kids were NEVER that tired without being cranky, but little Lindsay just seemed resigned to the fatigue.

It wasn’t natural.

I turned back to Sadie and raised an eyebrow, “She seems a little out of it.” I said as gently as possible.

“She hasn’t had a good night’s sleep since Monday,” Sadie said, her eyes landing on her daughter and not leaving, “Neither have I…” Little Lyndsay’s eyes landed back on the television, and she seemed to tune us out. Sadie closed her eyes and let out a sigh, “I didn’t know who else to turn to, Mr. Dresden. I can barely do magic, and I know children have bad dreams but… I’d heard this had happened before, and I just knew it wasn’t something normal,” Tears filled her eyes, “I’m scared something will happen to my daughter…”

She couldn’t have made me any more willing to help if she’d offered to pay me double. Damn my manliness.

“Not while I’m around,” I said, putting a hand on her shoulder, “I promise.”

Taking place soon after the events of White Night, the network Harry and Elaine installed gets word to him that a woman’s young daughter has been experiencing nightmares about a faceless man taking her away. These dreams have not been isolated incidents as they always precede mass disappearances of children. Soon enough Harry comes face to face with a modern age nightmare, and an enemy he has no idea how to face…

…

I told bob everything Sadie had told me about the nightmare plaguing little lindsay. It was nearly a full minute before I got any sort of response from him.

“…Nope, I’ve got nothing, boss.” He said at length.

That was new, and really unnerving. Bob had never NOT been able to give me at least a sliver of information. Any question I’d thrown, he’d at least had something to shoot back at me. Now?

Hells Bell’s, it scared the crap out of me.

“Nothing?” I asked, my eyes boring holes into the skull.

“Nope, nada, zilch,” He replied, “You sure she was telling you right?”

“Bob, the woman’s KID is at stake, why would she lie?”

“She could’ve just been wrong.” he said, his eye-lights rolling.

“It’s not a phobophage, they’ve never given dreams before…” I mused, “It’s not outside the realm of possibility that something from the nevernever might, but wouldn’t we have heard of it before?”

“Asking the wrong skull, boss.” Bob said.

I leaned back in my chair and stared at the ceiling of the lab, trying to figure out what my next course of action could be. Much like Bob, though, I had nothing.

Stars and Stones, how do I get myself into these messes?

Holy every Star and Stone and all the bells in hell motherfucking SHIT.

What was I LOOKING at?

I can’t remember most of what I saw, but it was literally some of the most scarring imagery I’d ever seen without using my Sight. I felt my mouth moving and my eyes welling up with tears. I felt words leaving my lips, but I could hear them over the screaming in my head.

That man… what he’d done to himself… NO man with working parts deserved that. I was sure he was under the influence of dark magic, what else COULD it be? And the responses he was getting… I’d never witnessed such human cruelty.

I turned away and puked into a body-bag. The smell didn’t help.

Butters turned to me and pushed his glasses back up his nose “Harry… C… Can I turn it off now, I shouldn’t be looking at this kinda thing at work.”

Mouse nudged my hand and licked my face clean helpfully.

It wasn’t enough.

Not NEARLY.

I pointed the computer, “Hexen.”

It exploded in sparks and smoke. Butters jumped back and let out a tiny yelp.

“Now you can’t hurt anyone else, you bastard.” I muttered at it.