Date: 10/16/2016
By Marvin10
I remember having this cool underground lair. There are other people down there. I think they work for me. 2 cops or detectives (1 male and 1 female) take me in for questioning. I have committed some kind of crime. I know I have thousands of dollars in my bank account, but it isn't clear how I got the money. I remember worrying that I might get caught. The male cop asks me to confess, but when I say no, he starts to cry. I remember looking at the female cop and she is looking at me and we both grin as if to say "can't believe he is crying". That's about it.