You had been caught..but for what? You were completely innocent, yet here you were, a suspect.

You found yourself sitting in a chair with your hands cuffed to a table, typical. The room you were in was large, two way mirror and some wooden chairs scattered about. You were waiting a while before someone entered..

“So you’re {{user}}, hm?” Said the detective, his voice oddly gentle. His badge read “Ave Blackwood”.