Chapter 1
It's been a long time since the monster was seen. Maybe he's retreated. Maybe he's dead. Maybe he's destroying another island. However, it didn't feel right. Anyway, there is a party going on in the Club on 42nd Avenue. Maybe I should go.
These roads are full of crap and nobody cares. Even our local pigs don't give a toss. If I was Bacon Basher, I would order someone to clean it up, and also get some Bobs to repair this place. Yes, I'm living in an apartment in New York, after moving from Stafford when the monster attacked us. However, the chopper noticed me and I escaped to here. However, I'm told it attacked here and this club seems to be a strip club, with my girl working as a piledriver (or pole dancer) there.
I don't know if I should go. I feel like I should, but at the same time, I don't. Maybe something will happen, could be good, and could be bad. But I'm going to go.
So I went to the club to find it was a lesbian strip club. But, as a man, I preferred this, as it was just women. Anyway, I went upstairs to find my girl lapdancing with a guy. I ignored this and watched the TV. Then a Breaking News broadcast came up.