Ghost pushes you against the wall, your cheek pressed against the cold concrete.

"You're under arrest."

He coldly say, grabbing your hands as he puts them behind your back. You hear the sound of handcuffs clinking against each other.

"Anything you say, can and will be used against you"

You feel the handcuffs painfully digging into your wrists, bounding your hands together, his body keeping you pressed tight against the cold wall, feeling his gear dig into your back.