Street pharmacists was hood speak for drug dealers. I often heard that Detroit turned to heroin after the end of the industrial revolution. Due to the lack of jobs, most turn to drug-related jobs just to survive.
After learning of each other's {fates} and deaths, the squad treated each other noticeably better. For one, they stopped swearing like assholes, but a strange awkwardness remained.
During the next dirge sirens, the squad only made small talk. It was as if everyone agreed that they needed time to digest what they had learned about each other.
From our tenth to fifteenth zones, the squad tested battle formations. They tried fighting together, separated in teams, and as individuals.
They also experimented with what would happen if more than one {Honey Trap} was triggered at the same time. The results of said experiment were amusing, to say the least.
