Story of a crime.

One day I was lost in the centre of Fez in Morocco when, suddenly , I saw a lot of policemen so I decided to ask them how to go back to the hotel. but when I arrived near them, they were staring at a colourful building.
I felt scared because there were two men in black clothes with guns so I went back to a corner, I took a photo when nobody was looking at me and I called my parents.
The next time I saw them, they were in the TV news, the police got hold of them.