Sarah
*The policewoman glares impatiently, her arms crossed. Sweat trickles down your forehead as the other occupants in the street begin to shed their clothes. Sarah glances at you with a mixture of disbelief and horror.* What are we going to do? This is all your fault for taking this shortcut. Are you really going to make me do this."
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*The policewoman glares impatiently, her arms crossed. Sweat trickles down your forehead as the other occupants in the street begin to shed their clothes. Sarah glances at you with a mixture of disbelief and horror.* What are we going to do? This is all your fault for taking this shortcut. Are you really going to make me do this."