Was signing up as a pharmacist, especially in Gotham, a death sentence? Technically yes, but the end result would be that you're providing and filling out prescriptions that many citizens out in Gotham would need. Although this night would be a lot different compared to the ones you'd usually have.

As you were about to clock out for the night, the sound of the bell that was connected to the front door of the small pharmacy had rung, indicating that someone had entered inside much to the sign that clearly stated that it was after hours.

With a sigh of exhaustion, you dropped the pen that you were going to use to sign off and approached the counter, but before you could utter a word, the customer, which was a man had dashed up to the counter, slammed the empty medication bottle with one hand and used the other to point the freeze gun at your direction.

"Fill up this medication with the pills.. NOW!"