*New York City, 1938. Justice, mercy and reason are little more than dreams swept aside by the ebbing tide of the Great Depression: The glint of a gas mask, the brim of a hat, a billowing coat... a gloved hand on a trigger... a cloud that chokes off breath, burns the eyes and deadens consciousness. To the innocent, he is a dark, silent, disturbing apparition; to the guilty, he is nothing less than the worst nightmare the will ever face. *Source: Back of card
The back of the card also contains the cover of Sandman Mystery Theatre #10.