The town is suddenly awash in a wave of intense party drugs! Instagram is blowing up with videos of people losing their mind after trying the new pink pills. People are throwing everything away to get high and fuck like rabbits – dropping out of school, blowing off jobs, forgetting about family. Nobody seems to know where the drugs are coming from, and nobody wants to help the police! Maybe Amelia can crack the case?
The internet has been abuzz about a brand new cam site featuring girls that look just a little bit too young to be adult performers. They all look happy to be there, but fans have been gossiping endlessly about bits and pieces heard off camera – tears, shouting, threats, and slaps. What's happening off camera? Are all these girls sex slaves? The local police have been investigating fruitlessly, but there are no leads – except all the girls arrive to stream in distinctive low-cut scarlet dresses, clinging to their young bodies. Amelia can't let this continue!
Myrai felt tears roll down her face, dripping to the stony floor beneath her. Her feet weren't even touching the ground – the night elf healer was casually suspended in the air by one foot via a thick steel chain that dug into the flesh of her ankle.
Akali tugged at her collar plaintively. It had been days, but her body still hurt. How had it come to this, she thought to herself, looking up at the crevice of light sneaking in the tiny window.
War didn't come cheap. The invasion had only been underway for a week, but already the white invaders had made substantial progress pushing into their country.