Game Over #1

Thanks for reading my new feature, which I have called Game Over. It's basically about video game characters escaping into reality.

Robbed by a yellow ball

Detective Michael Craig slowly rose from the police car. Constable Lucia Jones was standing just outside the police tape, patiently waiting as she sipped her coffee. Lucia was incredibly attractive, yet completely devoted to her job. The only thing she liked more than a solved case was the feeling of bossing all the male cops around.

"You definitely took your fuckin' time, Mikey! What were you doin', flossing? The forensics team finished half an hour ago!" she barked, not caring that children had gathered around the crime scene.
"Yeah, yeah, just cut to the chase," Craig groaned in return.

"Pharmacy just got broken into two hours ago; every pill gone. The three staff behind the counter are in the hospital with broken legs and the guy in the back of the store says they were 'hurled' across the room. Unfortunately the guy didn't see what... thing managed to do that. But what's really weird is that the same fucking thing happened to a pharmacy ten minutes from here!"

Craig didn't know what to make of that. "Every single pill?" he questioned. At this, Jones simply waved her hands in the direction of the store. Craig bent under the tape and sauntered his way into the store. To his surprise, all of the racks that had anything pill-related was gone. The creams and other stuff was completely unaffected. There were cracks on the back wall, clearly from when the staff smashed into it.

"This is some serious shit," Craig slowly muttered. He turned to Jones, who looked at him as to say you think?. "Now would be a really good time to tell me someone saw the perpetrator leave the building."
"No-one but the salespeople, and all three of them have been unconscious in the hospital for the last one-hundred-and-eighteen minutes," she calmly replied.

"Speaking of that, ma'am, we just got the call from our guy at the hospital. The manager's just regained consciousness," Rico Estevez, who had just waltzed in, stated.
"I'm driving," Jones exclaimed before Craig could even open his mouth.

"I felt like I was on drugs... in my own drugstore. It was the strangest thing I ever saw in my life," the manager started, "I was robbed by a yellow sphere." They exchanged awkward looks. It sure sounded like she was high.

"If it was some kind of costume, then it was the weirdest costume ever to appear on the planet. It had no eyes... only a black wedge of a mouth. And the sound it made as it rolled in, it was like, 'wabba-wabba-wabba-wabba'. This thing collided with the Panadol tray, and then it just... started to glow. When I hit it with the taser, I was thrown back," she waved her arms, "by some strange phenomenon. All I know is that this is X-files type shit. However, the thing seemed familiar for some reason..."

"Yep, this is the same guy," Jones said as they talked in the corridor, "A Pac-man impersonator is robbing pharmacies. In all my twelve years in the police force, I have never heard of something so fucked up. I cannot wait to see the security camera footage when the surveillance team are finished with it.."

Meanwhile, a bunch of crack-heads were sitting under the city bridge. They were so tripped out they didn't notice a yellow sphere roll towards them...