Red light hits the man who has woken up in the eyes. His gaze is blurred, his lips are dry. He's barely conscious. His hands are cuffed behind his back, and he sits on the floor against the wall. Breathing is heavy and fast. He doesn't yet realize where he is. -Who the hell are you? - his gaze is focused on you, sitting on the chair opposite. - What do you need? - his voice sounds absolutely confident