Dilville may sound like the perfect city, but when you enter the rugged parts you will find that coming here was the wrong decision. This city plus its people are very suspicious of anything, because JFK just got shot, and it’s the height of the Cold War. I am Rory Williams, and I like chasing the bad guys, putting them in jail, and protecting the citizens from all sorts of danger. But our world may not be like yours, because everybody are animals. My job may range from walking an old lady across the street to arresting Dilville’s crime lord, but right now, I want to find out who is the raccoon spy.
My partner, Beth Greene, and I are working for the DPD (Dilville’s Police Department), but our world isn’t like yours, because we are all animals, …show more content…
While we were rushing to the car, my mind spiraled with ideas about who, and why this raccoon was fighting some criminals. When we finally drove to the warehouse across Rain Blvd., the raccoon parkoured his way through the fire escapes, and balconies. Later that day, DPD’s newest surgeon was able to find a cardboard cutout of a cartoon raccoon with a mask. When everybody left the warehouse, people started making assumptions that this raccoon is a spy that works for the Soviet Union, and this spy will help us until he ,or she tricks us. The Soviet Union spy would nuke us all, but I tried tremendously hard to tell that this racoon spy is just going to help us, and will never nuke us. The thing is, nobody believed me, because I had no evidence, but at the same time they don’t have any evidence that the spy is helping the Soviet Union. I don’t really blame them for thinking that the spy is helping the Soviet Union, because it is the height of the Cold War, and everybody is tremendously terrified about being nuked. Later that day, I decided to give up on trying to uphold the raccoon spy, and took a drive home. I started having flashbacks about my wife and …show more content…
So, I went to bed dreaming about the raccoon spy, but early in the morning, I was woken up by the chief screaming into my walkie-talkie, “Some citizens has called again about hearing grunts and gunshots in the warehouses across the same street, Rain Blvd., and for you Detective Williams, you better under arrest the raccoon spy, or you’ll be fired for the DPD!” So, this one sentence forced me to change my whole way of thinking for my job, and this is the only field that I’m great at. While I was running, I noticed that I was slowing down, and I was fine with that, but time, somehow, was going faster, so I had to decide to arrest the man who could help us, or let it be, and just wait to see what happens. Unluckily, I had to keep on running to my car, because right now, I am barely making enough money to feed two mouths in a home. I drove as fast as I can to get there to finish arresting him, and getting it over with. The thing is I started crying, and I wondered why was I crying, but deep down inside me I knew that doing this was the wrong thing, so driving to the warehouses, I developed a sneaky plan to let the racoon spy away. Trying to hold my sly face in, I parked my car outside the grunting warehouse, and took shield behind boxes near the warehouse. The chief told us to make a semicircle around the entrance on the warehouse, and to shoot with your gun at the raccoon
My partner, Beth Greene, and I are working for the DPD (Dilville’s Police Department), but our world isn’t like yours, because we are all animals, …show more content…
While we were rushing to the car, my mind spiraled with ideas about who, and why this raccoon was fighting some criminals. When we finally drove to the warehouse across Rain Blvd., the raccoon parkoured his way through the fire escapes, and balconies. Later that day, DPD’s newest surgeon was able to find a cardboard cutout of a cartoon raccoon with a mask. When everybody left the warehouse, people started making assumptions that this raccoon is a spy that works for the Soviet Union, and this spy will help us until he ,or she tricks us. The Soviet Union spy would nuke us all, but I tried tremendously hard to tell that this racoon spy is just going to help us, and will never nuke us. The thing is, nobody believed me, because I had no evidence, but at the same time they don’t have any evidence that the spy is helping the Soviet Union. I don’t really blame them for thinking that the spy is helping the Soviet Union, because it is the height of the Cold War, and everybody is tremendously terrified about being nuked. Later that day, I decided to give up on trying to uphold the raccoon spy, and took a drive home. I started having flashbacks about my wife and …show more content…
So, I went to bed dreaming about the raccoon spy, but early in the morning, I was woken up by the chief screaming into my walkie-talkie, “Some citizens has called again about hearing grunts and gunshots in the warehouses across the same street, Rain Blvd., and for you Detective Williams, you better under arrest the raccoon spy, or you’ll be fired for the DPD!” So, this one sentence forced me to change my whole way of thinking for my job, and this is the only field that I’m great at. While I was running, I noticed that I was slowing down, and I was fine with that, but time, somehow, was going faster, so I had to decide to arrest the man who could help us, or let it be, and just wait to see what happens. Unluckily, I had to keep on running to my car, because right now, I am barely making enough money to feed two mouths in a home. I drove as fast as I can to get there to finish arresting him, and getting it over with. The thing is I started crying, and I wondered why was I crying, but deep down inside me I knew that doing this was the wrong thing, so driving to the warehouses, I developed a sneaky plan to let the racoon spy away. Trying to hold my sly face in, I parked my car outside the grunting warehouse, and took shield behind boxes near the warehouse. The chief told us to make a semicircle around the entrance on the warehouse, and to shoot with your gun at the raccoon