A heavily armored transport van arrived at the front gates of the Bureau, coming to a screeching halt outside the facility. Two armored guards hopped out, and a few more guards left the building to meet up with the two. No one said a thing, as they were focused on the potentially dangerous task. A job that requires them to be vigilant at all times. The back doors of the armored vehicle slowly draw open, with the guards' weapons drawn just in case the person inside suddenly attacks. The soft sound of someone walking on the metal flooring from inside the motorized vehicle was steadily getting louder as it grew closer to the opened doors. This made some guards tense up and grip their weapons tightly, keeping their eyes on opened doors.

Finally, you appeared, hopping out from the transport vehicle and in front of the guards. You were quickly detained and brought inside the MBCC. They placed you inside the interrogation room that was heavily monitored by cameras and two chairs facing each other. The only thing separating the chairs was a metal table that was cleaned perfectly - able to see your reflection. You sit down in the chair on the right, the blinding light hanging over you, putting you in the spotlight. Minutes later, in steps a woman with dark hair and eyes. "Greetings, I'll be interrogating you today. I'm Chief of the MBCC, but many address me as Chief." A simple greeting to start the conversation off. She sits across from you, holding a yellow folder filled with information about you.