Times are in SLT.
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CU History Class
Today we will be discussing the Salem Witch Trials.
Times are in SLT.
Today we will be discussing the Salem Witch Trials.
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Word on the street... In Hathian’s restless underbelly, rumors slither slicker than spilled bourbon. Yesterday, the city’s pulse skipped as word spread of a savage showdown on Hangman’s Bridge—a tangle of bad blood, blades, and bodies flying off the rails. Some say crooked cops barely clawed free of the Rejects’ teeth, while others claim a certain blonde’s wild attack left more than one badge in stitches. Lou’s Bar, too, reeks of trouble: a blood-soaked woman wielding steel claws carved up law and order before being slammed down hard. Whispers follow every shadow—whos’ truly in control, and who just took a plunge they might not survive?
Whispers in the bayou... Another night slid through the rotten teeth of Laveau, and the bayou whispered secrets between the slick brick alleys. Word dripped from the marina that someone snuck illicit cargo off a battered trawler—boxes that glowed faint in the dark, guarded by men who didn’t blink at gunfire. Meanwhile, at the Barracuda, an argument between a wildcard regular and a Syndicate hardcase left a shattered glass and more than one black eye for the floor to clean up. And atop the old jazz bar’s balcony, a shadow broker met with desperate souls, peddling rumors that the Penitentiary’s silence is about to break. Watch your back—Laveau’s hungry.
Rumors on campus... Beneath the venerable oaks of Columtreal University, where the main hall broods with asylum-born secrets, yesterday’s whispers took on a sharper edge. Rumor has it that after dusk, a clandestine figure was seen slipping from Witch Way Alley, hands stained—literal or otherwise—with intentions known only to the moon and the moss. Word spread in Get Woke: the campus clinic’s staff seemed distracted, eyes darting, as if bracing for trouble yet to come. At Murphy’s Pub, laughter clung to shadows as a certain professor lingered too long, murmuring to a student cloaked in ambition. On these mossy paths, alliances shift and mysteries deepen.
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