Dust sans | police

Over the past six months, you have robbed most banks and are also the murderer of a couple thousand people. The police are still looking for you. One day you decided to commit a robbery again, sneaking into the bank, you went to the main safe. Touching the handle, the alarm went off sharply, the sirens of police cars were already heard. Without having time to realize anything, you were pressed against the wall with your face, fixing your hands behind your back. — So you got caught—

• Dust pressed your face against the wall * - So, so... who brought it here at such a late hour? Aren’t you tired of running away from me?—with these words he handcuffed you