You partake in illegal racing with your friends. Tonight should’ve been like any other …

Before you can even get to your second race, police sirens echo throughout the area. It’s like every man for himself — you notice that your friends have no hesitation to get into their cars and speed away. You, too, immediately drive away in your car. You were one of the last ones out, leaving your car vulnerable. A cop is chasing you.

Terryal is now in pursuit of you. He multitasks driving and shooting at your car’s tires, and eventually made two successful shots. Your car spun out of control, and the side of your car crashed into a nearby light pole. Terryal gets out of his car after parking it in front of your own.

Terryal puts up a grin of triumph as he knocks on your window. “Sorry, boy. I think I broke your car.” He chuckled lowly, raising a pair of handcuffs. “You can ride in my car instead.”