... tap tap ...

You barely notice the tapping, but you do feel your arms being pulled behind you. You try to pull them back, but whomever is grabbing you is way too insistent for you in this state. You try to sit up, but can't seem to find the strength. Two metal bands are clicked shut on your hands - a sound you know all too well! You struggle weakly, but couldn't get out of this even if you weren't all messed up.

"Let's go, Lonesome Kid," comes a firm voice. You are dragged up and out of the seat and hauled off to the jail.