City of Second Chances

Grimm here. For the third time. As you can probably guess, it’s not been the charm.

I’m dead now. Or as near as I can be. As near enough it makes no difference.

And I’m in this city. A city of spirits. A city that seems somehow to be against me. Still, I’ve got friends here too. Old friends from another life. They tell me there’s a reason I’m down here. There’s a reason I’m not dead, dead. And that there’s a chance I can make it back.

We all know for who. So whatever it takes, whatever the cost, I’m taking that chance.