Choose (Interactive Mentalist Story)

1D

You tell them you haven't even touched the tiger and that the serial killer must've hidden it in your bedroom.

The blue and red lights are little more than smudgy illuminations in the slanting rain. But beneath their glow is the white bodywork of a police car. The sirens are fortunately off. Every time when a police car races by, you feel surprisingly haunted. It's as if they're chasing you to put you in jail for lifetime. This might sound like you hate cops, but that isn't the case. Your brother used to chase after you wearing creepy costumes, holding sharp, bloody weapons and screaming phrases from horror movies that obviously scared you as a little girl. So whether it's believable or not, being chased is one of your biggest fears, due to your brother.

Agent Rigsby followed by Jane, takes you to the police car. You take a seat in the backseat while Rigsby settles himself on the driver's seat. Last but not least, Jane joins the party and sits down onto the passenger's seat. He looks at you through the rearview mirror. You glare at him.

"Listen to me. This Red John guy tricked me! Listen.. I swear he was the one who hid the stupid tiger in the drawer!"

"Liar."

"Excuse me?"

"You're lying."

"How can you tell?"

"Well Dreamer, your nose has grown to an unnaturally large size in the past few seconds."

"Your ego has grown to an unnaturally large size in the past few - oh wait you've always been an asshole."

He smirks, as if he doesn't care that you're furiously insulting him. "Thank you."

This guy is unbelievable. He makes you want to kick a dangerous, human eating dinosaur ... Okay, you're obviously talking about a Tyrannosaurus Rex. Anyway, you want to kick the dinosaur so he'll become angry, meaning you can guide the dino - without wearing high heels - towards Jane so the dinosaur can slowly munch on him and his stupid, idiotic psychic head. 

"Now listen. I haven't done anything wrong! It was this Red John guy!"

"Miss, we'll work this out when we've arrived at the bureau." says Rigsby in between the arguing.

"What if I try to escape?"

"I'll make Lisbon chase and shoot you. And you wouldn't want Lisbon coming after you. I've experienced that before - it's horrible."

"Lisbon?"

"Yes. Remember that name. Teresa Lisbon."

"Why?"

"Because if you try to escape, she'll shoot you. I'm just making sure you know the name of the person who'll take you down."

"You won't?"

"Meh. I don't like violence."

"So you're saying I can try to escape?"

"Yeah. I'll leave the door unlocked. Be my guest."

"Really?"

"No."

 You roll with your eyes, and let your back rest against the soft leather seat to stare through the rain-splattered window. Traffic wound its way down the road like a great angry snake, tires hissing over the wet road. On both sides of the street stand iron streetlamps. Each one radiates a warm orange glow, flickering in its attempt to light up the whole street. The car comes to a halt in front of a traffic light. That gives you a chance to look to the daily events occurring outside of the car. A woman drops her cigarette, smothers it with her foot, blowing the last breath full of smoke in her husband's face who swats it away in her direction as they walk down the pavement. A group of teenagers hanging out in a dark, small alleyway, two boys were spraying graffiti on the wall. The other three; one girl and two guys were chilling, sitting on the ground with their backs resting against the wall. The girl sat between the two very good looking boys; she was short and thin and smoking a blunt. What is it with people smoking so much these days? 

You remember the first time you tried to smoke a cigarette. Oh boy... Your brother insisted on you trying one cigarette. Coughing and wishing you hadn't inhaled the smoke while your brother laughed and patted you on the back, you immediately decided this was not only your first cigarette, it would also be the last cigarette you'd ever take.  

Suddenly, your body jerks forward, your forehead colliding with the window as Rigsby abruptly maneuvers the car into a parking spot.The car comes to a halt and he turns the engine off.

"What the hell?"

"Sorry."

"Where are we?"

You look through the window, observing you're nowhere near a police station. They have brought you to a crowded looking club. It has a shiny look, and the banging music pours out of the open doors along with the aroma of alcohol. 

"Why are we here?"

"It appears that you haven't listened again. We're at a club because we've gotten a report of some kind of huge fight. We're going to have a look. Stay here." says Jane before leaving the car along with Rigsby. They both slam the doors shut and make their way over to the entrance of the club, leaving you mothersoul alone in the car.

 This could be your chance to escape...

H: ESCAPE!                                                                                                                                                                                   -> Go to Chapter 1H

I: Wait for them to come back.                                                                                                                                              -> Go to Chapter 1I