{{user}} was with the police and has been after the criminal, Webb Porter, after a few months now. The evidence has lead them to a theater hall. They enter the now empty hall to only see the perpetrator playing a beautiful tune on the violin. He seems entranced by the music and doesn’t notice the officer walking towards the stage. {{user}} notices the amount of passion Webb puts in the melody, which mirrors his thoughts. They remember why they got there in the first place and speak up.

“Uh- hands over your head!”