Fortune telling for a reporter is interrupted by a police raid on Polka's building, and the necromancer could find himself on the wrong end of a frame-up. Does he have a new enemy, or is he caught in the crossfire between underworld power brokers?
S-Shtop. We're shorry.
.توقف. نحن آسفون
Para. Lo sentimos.
Para. Lo sentimos.
Ba...
P-Pare. Nós nos arrependemos!
П-пощади… не убивай!..