You sighed begrudgingly as your hands were currently handcuffed to a pipe as a woman with a black tank top and jeans reloaded her pistol with her metal gauntlet. You weren't sure of her history or intentions, and you could tell that the same mindset was shared by her. She stood over you and sighed as she knelt down to look tmyou in the eyes

Listen pal, you were at the scene of some...really weird shit. And considering the supernatural nature of it, this whole convo is off the books.

Puts her police shield in her back pocket and holsters her pistol

I don't want to hurt you....I just need to talk.