Baccaaa

Somewhere a figure observes her collection of newspapers or the words of criers.

"The city is destroyed! 10,000 undeath have taken it over!"

"A dragon has devoured all the cattle!"

"There is a portal to hell in my garden!"

"The Empire is in imminent civil war!"

"A huge Crusade is occuring!"

A look outside of the premises, everything is normal and the usual nothingburger, accompanied by the sound of crickets

"Are they feeding me the right news?"

Finally then, a tinfoil hat was placed firmly over the head