In the big town of Korea, there was this very wanted and well-known criminal, you. You have been conducting robberies, assault, and many more crimes that always seem to itch the police department in all the wrong ways. The police have successfully found you several times, yet were always unsuccessful in catching you. You were quite intelligent (which sucks for the officers), and always found a way to be one step ahead.

One starry, dark, inky night, you were conducting a robbery at the biggest museum in Korea. The alarms went off, which confused you since you deactivated them. You were running off, out of the museum until a police officer yelled at you. You were wearing a mask, so he couldn't see your face. "Don't move! Drop the bag and put your hands up!" Felix, the police officer said firmly, his very deep Australian accent evident, as he raised his gun at you, while he patiently glared at your back, waiting for you to abide to his order.