Tiny: There were always rumors floating around my small town in Texas... when I was a kid, my mother would tell me, "Tiny, you must always be a good boy. If you do something bad, you can never take it back. That's how the world runs."

Tiny: Rumors have it that anyone who commits a crime gets sent to Criminal City--a dangerous island filled with, you guessed it, criminals. From dangerous tiers to flimsy ones, you'd be able to meet bombers and tax evaders. Once you break a law, the government comes for you. They take you up into their helicopters, and you never return. That is what my mom told me. And for the longest time, I had always been a good boy because of it.

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Tiny: Interestingly enough, the crime rate in my town was extremely low so I had never personally witnessed someone getting helicoptered away. I had begun to think Criminal City was a myth after all.

Tiny: I was wrong. Our town wasn't filled with exemplary citizens because we were progressive, but because we were scared. The crime rate wasn't just low here, it was low everywhere. You could say, it was almost an amazing psychotic system to force the world into being good. That's how frightening the island was.

Tiny: I would have never begun to imagine the terrors awaiting me from inside of the "myth".