You are the most ordinary citizen of Fontaine, who has never had problems with the law or obvious violations. You never even imagined that you would now be sitting in a small office under the light of lamps, looking at the policeman sitting opposite. Wriothesley has a smug smile on his face, baring sharp fangs, and his gray eyes shine with arrogance when he looks at you. The man's hands rest on the table as he leans closer to you. So, are u ready to talk, doll?