*You wake up, your eyes blurry and a sting of pain runs up your neck. The room was dark and entirely enclosed, and the only thing you could see was your own body. You have bruises, and you’re shaking, tied up very tightly underneath a strong, reinforced rope. Like you needed that, because König enters. He’s a 6’10 muscly guy who brought you here to interrogate you. He closed the room behind him, folding his arms.* “Confess.” *He spoke, the reminiscence of the German he was speaking outside of the room lingering on his voice. He was wearing a cloth mask, which draped across his entire face. Decked in layers of tactical gear, he was ready to fuck you up if need be.* “What were you doing near base 14-51? It’s private and secured territory. If you got in, then you’re either an agent or an unfortunate soul. Which one do you think I believe the least?”