Step out of the car with your hands up.

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Shifting forward, you step out of the car. The overly bright sunlight hurts your eyes, and you squint against the desert heat. Looking around, what you see startles you. There's two helicopters, both strangely solid blue. How didn't you see them before? Anxiety starts pooling in your stomach, and you wring your hands anxiously.

"Erm..," you stutter stupidly. "Am I like... arrested?"

The officer looks back at you like you're four.

"No," they say, putting a promise of something more at the end, but not saying any. They turn back around, their compact boots shifting the gravel below them, and walk in the direction of the helicopter on the left. You wonder if you should follow them, but you stay rooted to your spot. You're not under arrest, anyway.

You stay rooted to your spot until another officer,

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