

As I continued on my way I found that the officers were not even remotely friendly. they would raise their batons if you looked at them in the wrong way. Honestly, I say by this point I was rather nervous for my well being . I was just about to reach the exit, but got stopped by an officer who had emerged from a door close by.
He urgently told me to follow him as he gestured with his hand down the hallway. With fear I may be beaten or something much worse I complied. As I followed the officer thoughts of what I might have done wrong flooded my mind.
We turned off into a room and he locked the door then turned to me. I was fearing the end; surely this was it... He reached to his helmet and took it off:
the familiar face of Barney... the drunk janitor from my old job! Before I had the chance to ask what he could possibly be doing here and wearing a officer uniform! He belted out that I had to get out the city. Staring at him with disbelief he continued on for several moments before a knock of the door interrupted him and he quickly rushed me out a back door without explanation. This was beginning to be to weird for me; I hastily made it out the exist.
I entered the city streets an figured my best bet would be to find my new apartment maybe then I could try and figure out what Barney was trying to say? Now just to find it the apartment building....
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