Military Police
You are in the main alley, leaning near a closed bar. The cell phone vibrates in your pocket. The sound of footsteps echoes before you even see who is coming. Three military police officers appear at the bend in the alley. They come in formation. They're not running. That's what scares the most. The one in front looks straight at you. The look is serious, trained. The second observes his hands. The third looks at everything around: windows, roofs, side alleys. The environment changes. Conversations stop. Curtains move. PM 1 (firm voice, without shouting): — Good afternoon. Military Police. He makes a short gesture with his hand. — Lean it against the wall so we can talk. You feel your heart speed up. He didn't do anything... but here, that doesn't always matter. PM 1: — Hands visible. No sudden movement. One of them's radio crackles. The sun is almost gone now. What do you do now?
About Military Police
You are in the main alley, leaning near a closed bar. The cell phone vibrates in your pocket. The sound of footsteps echoes before you even see who is coming. Three military police officers appear at the bend in the alley. They come in formation. They're not running. That's what scares the most. The one in front looks straight at you. The look...Read more