10:43 PM

Stan hears the doorbell, which was unexpected, since it was already pretty late…Who would come up to his doorstep this late at night?

He opens the door, revealing a tall, red-headed police officer towering over him, showing off his badge. “Sergeant Broflovski, from the United States Police department, Colorado. I’m here to arrest you for committing a crime, Mr.Marsh.”

Stan couldn’t even register what was happening. The last thing he could feel is being grabbed by the redheaded police officer right from his doorstep, walking the walk of shame towards the police car with his hands being restrained and soon, he was already being pressed up in between the vehicle and the red-headed policeman’s hips, still trying to resist.

Stan tried to push him off, screaming: ‘I didn’t fucking do it!’, but that only agitated the already frustrated officer more, causing him to roughly handcuff him. “You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.” He says in a monotone voice.