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[b][code]Courtbridge, Prince Edfield_[/code][/b][hr][hr]


The Orchestra mall, like many places in Prince Edfield after the fall of the Founding Family, became fairly run down.

And rife with crime.

It was known as a place to find Happiness drug for cheap. Many dealers hid in the creeks and crevices of the building, and distributed all across Baybridge. They had no idea where the drug came from, but long as there was a market, they didn't care. They bought it for a pretty good price from... whoever made it, and people were willing to pay a lot for it. But, that meant a lot of addicts hung around the mall, in the more destroyed areas of the building.

Which made this easier.

Creeping in and out from in between the cameras was a man (or woman?) with a burlap sack over their head, a gas mask clearly peeking from underneath it, and wore a casual outfit of a T-shirt, a jean jacket, and some tan cargo shorts. It was a rather strange combination, but it concealed the person's identity... as they carried a large canister with one hand. They moved towards the part of the mall where the addicts hung out - an empty store that left the mall, and they could never find another store for it. The person climbed under the short shutters, and looked upon the addicts. Various men and women of different ages, with torn and beaten up clothes. High off the drug.

"Huh?" One said, barely being able to see in the stupor. "Who are you?"

The person in the mask didn't even reply as they put the canister down, and then turned it. High-pressured pink gas quickly came out of the canister, and in mere moments, the room was filled with the pink gas. The people inside were loudly coughing, as the person using the burlap sack as a mask quickly cleared the area.

Eventually, much like the man in the Golden Throne, the people inside fell down to their knees in pain as they violently convulsed. They quickly underwent horrible transformations into violent monsters of shapes that were just... wrong. One, for example, had a massive bloated arm that was covered in hardened tumors, with a fat body. Another looked like an insect with a long outstretched body, and spider-like legs. Along with other horrific, bloody, shapes. The pink gas dissipated into thin air, but it already did it's job. 

The dealer whom had sold them the drugs was the first victim. He let out one scream as he was violently ripped to shreds, and the monsters looked for other sources. The shutters were quickly broken, as the monsters ran out of the store. And it wasn't long until they directed their rage upon the innocent bystanders of the mall. 

The person who started it all was long outside of the building, and had ran into an alleyway. They pressed their ear, and spoke,

"You all better have cleared the mall..." The person started off. 

"... Because it works like a charm."