




The hoard
One tower. All the coins. The fat cat sits on the whole bag while the streets go hungry.
The colony wakes
Down in the tunnels the rats have had enough. Word spreads. The crew assembles.
The breach
No alarms. No permission. Just one crack in the wall, all a rat ever needs.
The grab
Straight off the top. The bag changes hands before the cat opens an eye.
Redistribution
Out to the streets, coin by coin. The colony eats. The fat cat wakes up poor.


