PiYB Rough Draft

There's something about Nightingale NJ that has people talking. What should be a beautiful city full of thriving multicultural businesses and festivals, plant-life and waterfalls, and vibrant nightclubs is instead a land of horror.

While every continent has threats to public safety and haunting mysteries, it says a lot when Nightingale is high on the Top 10 list of cities in America with the highest body count: mobsters with cult connections, mysterious deaths almost animalistic in their violence, and missing persons seemingly lacking a pattern.

We welcome you to this perfect hotspot for off-the-wall tabloids and exploitative podcasts.

You live here because you have to and not because you want to.

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What was the point in living if you couldn't fight for a better tomorrow? What results would be waiting for you if you allowed a situation to rot and be left for the scavengers to devour?

Justice. Punishment. Peace. Violence.

There were so many ways to go about reaching your goals. Which mattered the most depended on which was the most effective method.

Dionne Williams was a reporter. Unbiased and honest. Reporters were meant to have their voices heard, to explain the naked truth to their audience. Because to create a better world, you need to have an informed world, and Dionne was one of those loud voices willing to break open the seedy underbelly concealed from the public eye starting with her current residence, Nightingale NJ.

Fayth Esposito-Jhavari was a demon in human clothing. Well, more like a somewhat unwilling vessel for a creature of a demonic nature, but her way of earning money didn't make her the most morally sound person anyway. Can't exactly write contracted killer on a resume and expect enthusiastic handshakes and back pats.

Any crumb of normalcy becomes obsolete when a stubborn aspiring reporter and a vengeful hitwoman cross paths.

(Rough/First Draft)

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