Dave’s heart pounded in his chest as he sat across from the stern-looking officers. He couldn’t understand why he was being interrogated like a criminal, his mind racing with confusion and anxiety. They asked him a barrage of questions about the drain and the dog, their tone accusatory and suspicious. Dave’s palms grew clammy and his mouth went dry as he struggled to explain himself, his mind reeling with the implications of the situation.
Despite feeling confused and unjustly accused, Dave tried to answer the authorities’ questions as best he could. However, his attention was diverted by the sudden appearance of a white tent being set up near the storm drain. The sight of it made his heart race as he struggled to comprehend the situation. He couldn’t believe that whatever was inside that drain had caused such a commotion.