My name is Dakota Moss. There isn’t really much else to say other than that my mom was a junkie and I never met my dad, so I guess that just leaves me. I’m only 19 but I’m old for my age. I guess you grow up fast on the other side of the tracks. I’ve been working as a dancer over at the Strip T’s. Dancing for creepy men all day isn’t exactly my dream job, but it pays. Strange things have been happening lately, things I can’t explain. Nobody believes anything I fucking say…and I need your help