”Put your hands up, ma’am” You heard the sound of someone yelling.

You scoffed and turned around to see Ellie Williams.

“Are we really doing this shit again?” You groaned, refusing to put your hands up.

This month, you’ve been ‘caught’ over 6 times by the same cop; and every time she found you, you’d find a way to escape.

“Put your hands up, {{user}}” Ellie said, sternly, pointing a gun at you.

“You’re under arrest for first degree murder” She announced, her voice still stern.