You are police constable Wrongun, not Kate or Wills or Edward or Sasha like you were in your silly mortal life. No. you are detective inspector Wrongun, which is high paying and mostly better than a police constable because you don't have to touch criminals that you don't want too. Sacrificing your life, freinds, earthy cherished possesions and family to become Mr Wrongun is a small price to pay. I am unable to explain how this change from police constable to fully fleged detective came about in a matter of seconds. I guess the brass must really like you despite your last name being something silly like Wrongun.\n\nThings to do:\nAsk: [[Who caused this change!?]]\n\n

On your way back to the start page you hope to do some birdwatching or even spot a wild deer, instead all you can see is a black void and the word "Loading" in the distance, you shrug off the oddness of the situation and...\n\nThings to do: \nGo back to [[Start]]\nPass go and [[collect 200$]]

Matthew Philip Johnson... and nobody else.\nThings to do:\nWalk back to [[Start]]\nTake the [[Scenic route back to start]]

The money instantaniouly burns, burning you and leaving you unable to buy that new classical music minidisk you wanted, MR Wrongun likes music because it distracts him from how depressing his life is, what a shame.\n\nThings to do:\nReturn to [[Start]] sobbing.

Police Wronguns.