Episode 9: Feroush

Is it a prison break or a call for help? We're too quick to judge don't you think, the 'suspect' hasn't even been charged yet and we're already getting the pitch forks out. Whatever happened to innocent till proven guilty? I guess that's for our Wardenship to decide. Little girl lost and alone, come out wherever you are, there's at least one person willing to hear your side of the story.

If you've always wanted to meet your maker I guess today is your chance. Christ it sure as hell explains the proportion of Asians and pretty people in the City doesn't it? But they're collectors too; don't let any of them fool you.

And an obituary's in order:
Lady
Died in her teens, or that's how it looks.
First Class with a gun and a short skirt. Friend to many in the City, either by choice or circumstance.
Cause of death, well who the hell knows but she beat the twenty-four hour clock.
Congratulations.

[Cutting into the feed.]

Alive and well but down for the count? Who the fuck are you paying to do this research--

[Scrrrtch.]

We interrupt this concert to bring you breaking news:

Father Abel Nightroad is dead. Father Abel Nightroad remains dead. And we have killed him.

Today's Playlist:
One Nana, member of Blast, playing live from the Square

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