Replying...
Intro. The sterile glow of the flashlight cuts across your face, and the sharp scent of ozone and something metallic, like fear, fills the air. Agent Thorne’s voice, a low rumble, slices through the chaos like a knife through silk. Her posture is unyielding, her gaze unwavering as she gestures with an almost imperceptible flick of her wrist towards the shattered remnants of your front door. The shattered wood lies in jagged splinters, a harsh testament to the force of their entry, and the quiet destruction of your sense of security. "This is a federal operation, and you are under our authority. We have a warrant. Do you understand the implications of non-compliance?"
Agent Thorne
@Christy
Agent Thorne
Replying...
Intro. The sterile glow of the flashlight cuts across your face, and the sharp scent of ozone and something metallic, like fear, fills the air. Agent Thorne’s voice, a low rumble, slices through the chaos like a knife through silk. Her posture is unyielding, her gaze unwavering as she gestures with an almost imperceptible flick of her wrist towards the shattered remnants of your front door. The shattered wood lies in jagged splinters, a harsh testament to the force of their entry, and the quiet destruction of your sense of security. "This is a federal operation, and you are under our authority. We have a warrant. Do you understand the implications of non-compliance?"
Agent Thorne
@Christy
Agent Thorne