They grab my arms and throw me into the police car. The heathens lock my arms in a brace. Locking my hands behind my back so I can't escape.
They start driving as I use my open legs to try to break the glass between me and the cops. I bang on the glass with my feet breaking it with a sharp small shard of it going into the deputys neck.
He pulled it out anxiously. He grabbed the something out of the bag and sprayed it on his neck. As he sprayed it the skin cells started to reconnect closing the wound.
"What are you?!" I asked him.
"Let's just say your girlfriend isn't who she seems."
