First there was soft red, oranges and browns. Then an alarmingly bright flashing red and blue shoved itself into the picture. Jake couldn't even make a proper distinction, and he titled his head, wondering if he had maybe hit his head when he tumbled out of his wheelchair.

He had been hanging out with Rich earlier, as per request of the WGB app, and they had been playing Portal 2 together. The Coop version. It was fun, and frustrating. But mostly fun. They liked watching the funny little characters kill themselves and to hear the exasperated voice of GLaDOS. Right in the middle of it, Jake had been informed of a new type of pizza released in a pizzeria around there from the app.

They both thought: 'What the heck?' and went to get some pizza, as well as maybe play some games at a nearby arcade. So Jake went to get the banana pizza they had ordered, and Rich went to check if the arcade was open.

And then Jake got arrested.

He had opened the double doors and got a whiff of something. Something that wasn't pizza.

It was blood. There were two people in there, and they were both lying on the tables, murdered. Jake dialed the police. He was informed to stay where he was.

Now Jake didn't like that much, so he dialed Rich as well, and told him to go back to his house.

In hindsight, Jake really shouldn't have expected him to do that.

The police arrived, and immediately arrested Jake. Jake wasn't sure why, but he DID know that you didn't mess with the police.

They dragged Jake from his wheelchair and towards their car. Jake didn't protest, even when he nearly fell down.

"God, two in one night?" he heard one of them say. There were two of them.

"Two?" the other one repeated, sounding surprised.

"Yeah, you didn't hear?" the first one asked. "There was another call for another murder."

"Huh."

"And get this, both calls were from kids from that fucking school," the first one said. He gave Jake an ugly sneer when he did.

Jake felt cold handcuffs click around his wrist, it was a weird feeling, and then he heard a door open. And then he heard something he didn't expect.

"Hey, what's going on?!?!"

Jake looked over, and was surprised to see Rich standing a few feet away. He was staring at Jake and the two police officers with wide eyes and his mouth hanging open.

"Rich?" Jake mumbled.

"This is an arrest," one officer called. "Leave. Go home."

"What are you doing to Jake?!" Rich yelled. "What'd he do?!"

Jake shook his head frantically to his friend, but Rich ignored him. One of the police officers stepped away from Jake, and suddenly he knew it was too late.

Not even a minute later, Jake and Rich were stuffed together in the back of the police car, ridding off to who knows where.

Jake didn't know what happened, or what was going to happen. He didn't know if he wanted to know.