"Wait! I swear I didn't-"
The cop shook his head. "Don't even try. Seven people saw you." he was now holding a pair of handcuffs.
"Get up. Hands behind your back."
Junko decided not to test the waters any further and obliged. As she was led to the car, she saw crowds of people trickling out of their houses in pajamas even more ridiculous than hers at home. One person was wearing a nightshirt with their own face printed on the front! Maybe she wasn't so behind after all.
After a car ride that felt like it lasted for eternity, Junko was escorted to her new temporary home. She was given an ugly orange jumpsuit and told this was what she'd be wearing during her stay. The cell wasn't much better. Her cellmate looked weird and the toilets were in the open.
Already, Junko was plotting her escape.
