[ WP ] Once per week since August 2013 , 1d6 of Goblins appears and attacks people and businesses randomly . Tell the story from the view of the city 's police chief who had to adapt his force over the past year to fight the new threat .

The first two weeks were rough. The attack on the Starbucks killed three and could have been much worse if an off duty cop hadn ’ t been nearby with his firearm. We sent the creatures to the medical examiner, called in FBI and CDC. Nobody could identify them. Six days later, one goblin appears in the park. Kids went running in all directions. The woman who ran her car off the road and into the Gob was an absolute hero. The nearest officer was 15 minutes away. 
 
 We increased patrols, encouraged citizens to remain vigilant and even encouraged some people and business owners to carry weapons. We held weekly weapons training exercises at our station ’ s range and managed to minimize the accidental shootings, though they unfortunately sometimes occurred. 
 
 Things went well for the next few months. Our town banded together, rose to the challenge, killed some Goblins. We saw an overall decrease in crime. People increased their volunteering and helped pick up the garbage on the streets. They voted in a new anti-Gob tax in November so we could fund more cops, though the truth was we didn ’ t need it. 
 
 Of course, I knew the next problem was only a matter of time. We heavily encouraged people to not deal with the goblin corpses, to let the authorities handle them. I didn ’ t lie to the public, but I may have hinted that the Gobs were toxic, carried ebola or something. Looking back, I ’ m surprised we managed to keep a lid on the “ booty ” issue for five whole months. 
 
 It started with a few a-holes wearing armor and carrying swords, thinking they were in some sort of medieval quest. We tried to discourage them, tell them that taking on the goblins with swords was both dangerous and messy, but they kept trying. Finally, they got one. And of course, like any gamer, what did they do? They searched its pockets. 
 
 The truth was worse than any disease the goblins might have. The goblins carry gold. Two to five pieces of gold each, just sitting in their pockets, which at today ’ s prices can be worth thousands of dollars. 
 
 As soon as word of that spread, the vigilante goblin hunts began. Our town began forming roving bands of armed men trying to hunt the Goblins down. Even worse, we had gang members from Los Angeles drive in and take their shots, increasing our crime and making everyone less safe. Then some Silicon Valley investor tried to fund a hunting ring. 
 
 It turns out the vigilantes are worse for our town than the goblins. I want to re-enforce our restrictions on weapons, outlaw any private citizen hunting goblins and jail some of these gangs who try to make a quick buck out of our town ’ s curse. But of course, every time I think I have that authority, 2 or 3 gobs show up in a park and scare some kids before they ’ re taken down by a private group. Voters won ’ t let me do what ’ s needed to keep us truly safe. I can ’ t win.
