Thread:ThisIsXenon/@comment-32273133-20190603230926/@comment-32273133-20190717215626

The policewoman doesn’t notice the pause, pulling a compass-like device from her pocket. “And you, sir, are the epicentre,” She holds the device close to Bex, and the needle redlines. “I’m gonna need you to put on one of these.” She holds out a blocking band.

“You have no right,” Spencer says, shoving past Bex and glaring at the policewoman. “You have no right to disrespect—“

“Actually, I have every right,” The policewoman says. She steps past Spencer, grabs Bex’s arm, and snaps the band around his wrist.

For a full three seconds, nothing happens, then Bex says “Yeah nope,” and passes out.

Everyone’s illusions shatter.