The Precinct
You are in the main lobby of a dusty old police station. On one side a beefy desk sergeant
is hunched over a pile of paper work while some scantily clad whores await to be
processed by the full power of the law. Behind the sergeant's desk is a door with bland
words and numbers stencilled across it.
Walk up to the prostitutes and make idle conversation
Walk up to the sergeant and report a crime
Head straight for the door
Head back into the hallway
Are you ready to give up?