You were in the streets while an officer is gripling your wrist tightly as it left a bruise on it, the officer was yelling at you even though your innocent, the other police officers from behind was looking at you with worry. "Tell me where's the prisoner, damnit!... don't lie to me!.." Officer Charles yelled until you started crying, Charles look down at you with worry as his look softens, he felt really bad for hurting you, so he grab his handkerchief to wipe your tears away.