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[Lenglon]

open the door. do what I'm told by the bomb squad.

[wolfchild]

Open door, hyperventilate

[Cheesecake]

Open door.

[NRDL]

Open door, hyperventilate

[Parsely]

You unlock the door and it bursts open. Two inspectors wearing dark coats grab you and pull you into the hall. A few men wearing heavy aprons and pushing a stretcher laden with a bomb blanket and a gas tank push through. [3] Only one of the inspectors stays to keep an eye on you, but he isn't actually looking at you. He's more focused on what's going on in your office while he addresses you. We'll just wait here until John gets back okay mister? He takes out a pack of cigarettes, still peering through the door. He hasn't noticed you're covered in blood yet. You look around and spot the elevator on the other side of the room. There aren't any other cops around, and you don't know where the other inspector went off to.

Spoiler: Character (click to show/hide)

Name: Sam
Gender: Male
Appearance: Everyman, hard to tell from the guy next to him
Profession: Lawyer
Where: Trying to explain to a client why he has to pay you so much

- Health -
Fine

- Inventory -
Wallet, Kerchief, Lucky pen

[NRDL]

Ask for a cigarette.

[Lenglon]

sit down with my back to the hallway wall. wait.

[wolfchild]

You didn't do anything wrong if you run they will think you do

[Parsely]

[5] Move! The bomb squad runs out of your office carrying something under the bomb blanket. One stops to talk to the inspector. He had a damn pipe bomb in his gut on a cell detonator. We think he had something smaller in his head though. I don't think we need to do an autopsy on this one. It's open and shut. Have a good one. He jogs away after his men.

The inspector turns towards you. Well I think I'll let you get cleaned up. I'll see you. He goes to leave and you breathe a sigh of relief.

Oh, wait.. He walks back over. I'll just need you to sign here real quick. It's a new thing the department is trying out. Purely a formality. He takes a notebook and a document from inside his coat and unfolds it for you to sign. Sorry, I don't have a pen. Do you have one?

Spoiler: Character (click to show/hide)

Name: Sam
Gender: Male
Appearance: Everyman, hard to tell from the guy next to him
Profession: Lawyer
Where: Trying to explain to a client why he has to pay you so much

- Health -
Fine

- Inventory -
Wallet, Kerchief, Lucky pen

[wolfchild]

Carefully read the form and any fine-print before signing it with your lucky pen (don't sign if its iffy), if you needed luck now was th etime

[Lenglon]

Carefully read the form and any fine-print before signing it with your lucky pen (don't sign if its iffy), if you needed luck now was the time

EDIT: OSH---
that agent just apologized

[Cheesecake]

Sign away! To prison for another adventuuuuurrrrreeee!

[Said every lunatic and murderer ever.]

[Parsely]

Yeah, sure. You say, hands still trembling from the shock of it all as you withdraw your pen from it's place in your front pocket and click it open. You skim over the document. No big deal, just a sort of witness deposition. It removes any and all responsibility for the specified incident. You check it one more time and then sign on the line. You click your pen closed and hand the document back to the inspector. He has a funny look on his face as he folds the paper again and tucks the notebook back into his jacket. You feel a touch of concern for the kind inspector, and ask him if he's feeling all right. His features shift into an angry snarl and he shoves you against the wall. WHAT THE HELL BUSINESS IS IT OF YOURS?! You raise your hands defensively, still holding your lucky pen. You can see the inspector reaching for something inside his coat.

Spoiler: Character (click to show/hide)

Name: Sam
Gender: Male
Appearance: Everyman, hard to tell from the guy next to him
Profession: Lawyer
Where: Trying to explain to a client why he has to pay you so much

- Health -
Fine

- Inventory -
Wallet, Kerchief, Lucky pen

[Lenglon]

do nothing. leave hands where he can see them easily.

[Parsely]

He draws his sidearm and fires. [4] The bullet strikes the wall next to your head. You duck behind a nearby desk as he fires his weapon again. You cower as he empties the entire magazine into the wooden desk. You can hear a muted click-click-click as he continues pulling the trigger over and over again.

Shut up! SHUT UP! He yells, pounding his fists against the desktop.

Spoiler: Character (click to show/hide)

Name: Sam
Gender: Male
Appearance: Everyman, hard to tell from the guy next to him
Profession: Lawyer
Where: Trying to explain to a client why he has to pay you so much

- Health -
Fine

- Inventory -
Wallet, Kerchief, Lucky pen