Hall of Infinite Doors

You stand up and walk towards the police car, listening to the scrawling behind you. Your heart flutters, but you re-assure yourself by repeating that you didn't do anything wrong. You approach the police car and the police officers inside don't even look out your window at you. You knock on the window, and ask, "Can I help you, officer?" The officers seem to be quite playful and make remarks back at you that throw each other into fits of laughter. You feel a tug on the back of your leg and the little boy asks loudly, "When are you gonna show me the gun?" You turn pale. He was supposed to stay still.