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I was loaded up into an armored car. Well, more like thrown into an armored car, but you get the idea. I scrambled onto a metal bench on one side. Across from me was a teenager. He looked like he was about 17 or so. "Well," he said, taking me in. "About time they threw someone in here. It can get really boring driving across the city without someone to talk to. Nice duct tape, by the way." he said, motioning at me taped mouth. I glared at him. "Here." he said, and ripped it off. "Ow!" I said. Have you ever gotten duct tape ripped off of your mouth? Go ahead, try it, right now. It isn't a great sensation. "Well," I said looking coldly at him. "Why are you here? Stealing a loaf of bread for your family because you don't have enough to eat? Is it a noble cause?" I said sarcastically, scanning the room for possible escape routes. "That's none of your business." He said. "Uh-huh." I said, feeling the walls for dents. He grabbed my shirt and pulled me to face him, so we were almost nose-to-nose. "You don't get it do you?" his tone was dangerously low and cold. "I've seen things you couldn't dream about. I've seen my friends murdered, I've faced death myself, for crying out loud. Now, if you want to barge into my business and get involved, then you will be doing the same thing." He shoved me away from him, and I stumbled into a bench. The door opened. "Come out." said a cop, pointing toward a door into the police station.
We walked in. The cop led us into a hallway that had five doors. "You," he said pointing at the teenager. "Get in that door. You," he said pointing at me, "Get in the on next to it." I walked into the room. It was dimly lit by one lightbulb hanging from the ceiling. A woman in a blue police uniform sat at one end of the table in a comfy lounge chair. "Sit down." she said nicely, pointing at the metal chair across the desk. I sat. "Now," she said looking at me. "I understand that you have been stealing from various fast food joints, bakeries, and other stores or stands that sell food." "Yup." I said, bored. I mean, after being experimented on by insane scientist, being arrested by the local police was a walk in the park. "Under full awareness of what we do to a thief?" "Yes, pretty much." "Would you like to go to court to defend yourself?" "Nope. Waste of time if you ask me." She leaned in closer. "I don't think you get it, do you? We aren't here to imprison you for life. We're here to help." This time I laughed. "Yeah, here I am in handcuffs, being interrogated that I stole, and you expect me to believe that?" "Then I don't have anything else left to say." she said. She took me outside and to another hallway. In a door, and I saw jail cells. I was led into one by the creepy lady. I sat down on a bed and a few minutes later the teenager was led into the same cell. "Great." I said. "Now all I need is a harmonica.