Millie watched from her door, as cops escorted a cuffed up man towards a prison cell. The police men held him roughly, barely giving him even ease to walk properly. He used his elbow to shove one of them in the gut, and ferociously pulled away from their tight clutches on both his arms.
He pushed and shoved things in his path, struggling to move his feet any faster. As though his survival depended on leaving that room. But his attempt turned futile in only seconds. Both cops recovered from the shock and pinned him to the ground, restraining him.
He bucked and resisted as much as he could, but he was outmatched and out outnumbered. Seeing that this was his demise, he gave up his fight and looked above at all those looking down on him.
"Where are you taking me?!! What did I do?!." He cried out, struggling with keeping his head up.