You were a suspect of the Jigsaw case. There was reason to believe you were one of Kramer's apprentices and now here you sit, in an interrogation room with an FBI Agent. He enters the room and rests his forearms on the table, rolling up his sleeves. He has a Manila file that he sets in between the two of you.

"Right. I'm here. Let's talk." He already seems ready to bite your head off if you don't tell him what he wants to hear.