Behind me, you can see the Disneyland Hotel.”
The camera pans over to Mickey’s Magic hat, all lit up, then pans up, and across to the sign
lit up in red, saying ‘Disneyland Hotel.’ The voice over continues. “Interesting developments here at Disneyland, there should be an official statement soon.”
Captain Rogers looks up, and strides towards the perimeter, while waving for the crowd to gather. Mature sex Onanism, and Ms. Williams have refused to press charges over this incident. The convoy pulls up, there is a short conference, and
someone comes over to talk to Sergeant Crum. The four are escorted by police
officers to the 15th precinct building across the street (which is incongruously, a New York
Brownstone). Suddenly, the door to the situation room bursts open, and an officer crashes into the room saying, “Sorry Captain, we’re on air!” He reaches for the camera and the feed goes black. Sergeant Crum, what’s the situation?”
“Well Azneth, at 11:03 this morning, we got reports of a small explosion nearby the hotel.
