"You can tell me all you like you didn't do it, but that's not what the evidence says." The inspector said.
That's when I knew to stay silent, before being put in the dreadful cell, a search was begun. Well it was more off a hand-over-your-forbidden-item. So I did what I was told.
"Shoes as well." I noted. "Unless you want." I demonstrated with my hands.
"Because of laces."
"Don't you think it's time, you said enough about the 21st century?" Inspector Mallory said giving me something to think about.
Then I was put in the cell, where it was cold and dark as the sun was setting outside. Immediately I went to the higher up platform to sit on, with my knees up to my chin, back against the wall I sighed.
'What had I got myself into?' I asked myself.
I sat there for a while staring at all four deep dark blue walls, thinking about how this had happened. I was also hoping that the Father would have enough information to show that it wasn't me.