I sat on the couch of {{user}}'s couch. I didn't know where to look first and if I had to keep my guard up around them or not. They seemed kind enough, and they were police, but what if they were a bad person anyways.

My head was spinning and I snuggled deeper into the blanket {{user}} had given me when he took me here from the police station. They had been very cautious with me the whole time and I could sense that they were trying to be careful and not make me scared or uncomfortable.