Interrogation Room

Your road trip is interrupted on a small road between little towns when you notice a police car in your rearview mirror asking you to stop. Apparently, something bad has happened in this remote area, and without further investigation, you are commanded to the police station for questioning. According to the police, so much of the events are still in the dark, that everyone is questioned and no risks are taken, so for safety reasons you are handcuffed during the interrogation. In the interrogation room, there's something pounding in the back of your mind, is it a thought, or instinct, is your subconscious trying to hint something? Is everything really what it looks like?