Word on the street... Another day, another storm brewing in the streets of Hathian. Word is spreading fast about a violent showdown near the gas station—two women, armed and reckless, tangled with a cop who ended up with a bleeding thigh and a tale of desperate escape. The crazed pair didn’t just block the sidewalk; they threw chairs and knives, and when gunfire echoed behind the comic shop, everyone held their breath. Meanwhile, whispers drift from The Grind: a beaten man dragged out, his finger snapped back by an officer’s heavy hand, leaving bruises deeper than just flesh. And somewhere in the shadows, a warning lingers—cross the wrong dealer, and you might find yourself burned alive, just like a twisted sacrifice in a wicker man. Trust here is a luxury no one can afford.
