[s3e1] A | Fiг±ata Full Of Death Bugs

As Miller stood up, a single, stray bug crawled from the hem of the velvet curtains, its pincers clicking in the silence.

"It was supposed to be a standard retirement bash for Councilman Vane," Silvio wheezed, clutching a broken papier-mâché limb. "A custom-made piñata. Shaped like a golden treasury chest. But when Vane took the first swing..." [S3E1] A FiГ±ata Full Of Death Bugs

"Let me guess," Miller sighed, leaning back. "It wasn't filled with saltwater taffy." As Miller stood up, a single, stray bug

Miller found the delivery slip under a tray of untouched shrimp cocktails. The return address was a derelict lab in the industrial district. It wasn't a prank gone wrong; it was a targeted assassination. Vane had been lobbying for stricter environmental regulations on the very labs that created these hybrids. Shaped like a golden treasury chest

"A new vendor," Silvio whispered. "Called himself 'The Exterminator.' Said he specialized in 'organic surprises.'"

Should we continue the story by having Miller , or should we focus on the chaos at the hospital as they try to find an antidote?