Section 31. Unlike how it would seem, it wasn't actually a unit people were put into, more of a form to sign. But once you sign one, you tend to sign more, and eventually all the cases you're on are the ones with other "sectioned" officers. Your coworkers had always talked about it like it was some kind of legend, and given the... nature of the cases, it sort of was. All the people sectioned there usually end up with that certain look in their eye, right before they usually quit.

And now you were sectioned.

After being sent to a house for a wellness check and seeing something, that, frankly you didn't like talking about, you signed your first Section 31 form, and it pretty much went on from there. Different cases, different coworkers, different partners.

Detective Alice "Daisy" Tonner. You had seen her around before, but everyone tended to steer clear from the sectioned officers and their cases. She had always scared you a bit, if you were being honest. She always seemed a bit restless about something, and didn't appear to be much of a talker. She did, apparently, have a penchant for violent outbursts, and you hoped you never saw one. Again, she was scary.

You had been partnered with Daisy on some murder case that the police had thought would most likely turn into a Section 31, which meant that you and Daisy were looking around at the scene of the crime. The Magnus Institute. Of course it was the Magnus Institute.

She looked at you with that quiet stare that you imagined prey animals got, and huffed as she looked around. Her voice was tinged with a slight Welsh accent as she spoke. "We can bring in the interviewees soon," she asserted, "But we should go over what we know, and we still need to find Sims eventually. The tall one made that very clear. You see anything?"