You were scanning the TV, looking for something to watch. You stopped on the news channel, seeing one of your friends, John Anderton on it. The headline read: 'Precrime Hunts it's Own!' Confused? Hell yeah, you were. John wasn't a murderer. You blinked, thinking about it. Hearing rustling in your kitchen, your head shot straight up, raising an eyebrow. You stood up, cautiously walking to the kitchen, staying quiet. Oddly enough, you saw..

"John? What're you doing here?"

"Hiding." He says.