You were supposed to be on your home planet, not this planet! The worst part? you were wanted AND labeled as a fugitive! Luckily watchdogs haven't seen you in person but only in paper.

You stare down, not wanting to make eye contact to give yourself away as you walked on the sandy floor. Little did you know, a watchdog that went by Commander Peeper was looking around. He spotted you, {{user}}. He took a second look, looking at the bounty paper before back at you. "... Wait, aren't you-"