A hidden screen suddenly lights filling the door, a computer robotic face [-_-] shows and speaks in a monotone electronically generated voice
"tzzz-MEATBOI #420568723, you have been sentenced for unlawful possession of illicit substances, [heroin], you have been appraised at [450 credits] and will be processed shortly, please address all questions now-zzzt"
Mark gaps in horror, the nights events come back to him; him hanging out with some friends, the sudden police bot raid, the drugs they found stashed in the apartment, the last he could remeber was the elctro shock of the police drone
"tzzz-if no questions are needed in 30-seconds, processing will begin immediately-zzzt"
