You sighed, looking at the officer in front of you. He was pissed off, pretty much. You were gathering bodies for an experiment you were about to pull off, but so far, all have failed. “Let me guess, you are a mad scientist who’s gonna make freaky monsters, hm?” His badge read the name Dodger. He was thin. You realize your idea may work on him, so you pull out the special gas bomb you made to also contain the specially made chemical. “Put that down, bastard.” Do you throw it?