Prologue

In a suburban town just outside of Cincinnati, Ohio, an obscure pharmacy sits on a street corner. It's called The Psychic Pharmacy. Their slogan is "We know what you came for". People rarely went in, as one would suspect. A themed pharmacy is quite strange and tacky. Despite little business, they were still open after twelve years. They apparently generated their own supply from the back of the store. Nobody knew how, and frankly, nobody cared.

Soon, though, this pharmacy would get more business in a little under a month than it had in its twelve years of business.