You were a street artist, but apparently the police weren't a fan of you.

When you were working on your next drawing in the middle of the night, you heard the sound of a police siren and quickly threw a hood over your head, threw a backpack over your shoulder and hurried to leave this place.

When you thought that the police were about to catch you, something strong quickly pulled you into a dark corner, hiding you from the police and it was not a person.