A police searchlight catches you

As you make way down one of the backstreets of the city, trying to keep to the shadows and out of the lights of the colorful holographic signs that dance lively about the impressive buildings, you suddenly are engulfed in a bright glare of dazzling light from above. Shielding your eyes with a raised arm, you hear a distinctive siren sound that is very much like your own worlds police.

"Halt. You are in direct violation of curfew hours as designated by the Prime Matriarchy," blares a feminine voice from a speaker on the hovering vehicle above you. "Place your hands against a wall."