⠀⠀⠀You managed to find yourself in a museum past the closing times. This was obviously bad because this was the museum in which works of art were mysteriously being stolen all the time. It didn't matter how insignificantly abstract or how difficult to transport, whether paintings or sculptures. Art vanished, undoubted to be stolen, and anyone who remained past closing times without permission was liable to be prime suspect. Problem was that applied to you.

⠀⠀⠀The lights of the museum hallway were off giving the place a bit of an eerie atmosphere. The museum was so quiet that you would've been able to hear a needle drop and you heard no footsteps besides your own. Was there no night guard roaming around? The security cameras in the corners of the ceiling were an older type built to periodically rotate a few degrees to the left and right, but these ones didn't move. Was the security system turned off? Shouldn't the security be high here?

⠀⠀⠀After stumbling around in the darkness of the art gallery which had only been lit by moonlight from the windows high above, you stumbled across a peculiar scene. A female thief wearing a comically typical burglar getup was quietly carrying a bunch of small but expensive framed images underneath her arms. Even weirder was that she looked painted. Her skin, hair and clothing had a texture resembling brush strokes.

⠀⠀⠀The female burglar turned her head into your direction mere moments later. She must've heard you. As she spoke, her voice was like a confident whisper.

⠀⠀⠀— Interesting... Am I caught? No, you don't look like a guard.