"𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐡 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐈 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐈 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝"
-Third Person-
Peter wakes up in a prison cell, an orange football shirt over his chest. He looks to his right to see a Dutch football hooligan.
"Hi." The first man greeted
"Where am I?" Peter asked in confusion
Another hooligan, sitting to Peter's left, answers, "Municipal holding facility."
"They said they found you unconscious at the train yard. Very dangerous." The first man said to him
"We gave you the shirt because you seemed a bit cold." The third man told Peter
"Thanks. You guys are nice. You speak really good English." Peter says
"Welcome to the Netherlands." All three of them said to the injured teenage boy
Peter widened his eyes, and he looked at all three of them, "I'm in the Netherlands right now?" Peter asked in shock
"Yup." The first man said to him, confirming his question
Peter stands up and runs to the cell door.
"Guard?" Peter called
"The guard's on a break. Probably talking to his wife." The first guy told Peter
"Yeah. She's pregnant." The second guy said
"Oh ja? Wat leuk!" The third guy said in Dutch
"Ja, vier weken al." The second guy responded back in Dutch
Peter breaks the lock with his hand, opens the door and leaves the cell. One of the hooligans stands up and walks to the open door. Peter looks to his left to see the guard wearing the Night Monkey mask. He is indeed talking over the phone to someone.
"Yeah. Yeah. Night Monkey. Yeah." The guard said
Peter rolled his eyes and he walked out of the building.
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Peter, now outside on a rather stereotypical farmers market, puts the football shirt on. After stepping in something, he makes his way to a cheese farmer.
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