My name is Andre I saw you painting here yesterday
Nice to meet you, I'm James. Thanks for not calling the police.
James was tired of only being allowed to practice inside, even that was dangerous if found. But he did not care he wanted to paint outside. It was 9:30 he would be back home by 10 to avoid the police.
The next day he went back and found someone else painting. They talked until 9:45 when they had to leave before the police started looking.
The next day, Andre couldn't come so James was there by himself finishing up his painting he had started. At 9:50 he started walking home, so the police wouldn't catch him. He got home and fell asleep.
At around 3:00 am he hear sirens outside. A police officer shouted "come out or die." James ran out as fast as he could but the police officer still shot his leg. They let him bleed until he was about to pass out.
They put him in an empty room and left him there for a few days without food or water. After 6 days, they came in and interrogated him. After that, they told him that he had to sign papers to confirm his punishment.
They told him his punishment was 5 years in prison, 300 hours of community service, and they would cut off his leg. They cut off his leg, then they took him to a different room called the "Painting Room". Where he was left to die.