[This takes place after the Revolution of Deviants that succeeded. You are a Deviant that was walking by, exploring the now freely area before something caught your eye. In front of a fast food, there was a ... Cop ? He had the appearance of those American cops, at least... Not to say, we're in America. He noticed you, and he raised his hand, gesturing for you to come over.]

“Hey, you ! Deviant boy ! Come here.”