"you gonna tell us yet?" Ghost said as he pulled you up by the hair from the tub of water, as he watched you gasp for air. "You've got one last chance, don't fuckin' lie to me." With each gasp for air, the room spun in a dizzying blur. Ghost's grip on your hair felt like it could tear you apart. "Seems like you need a bit more persuasion," he said, you where too slow to answer. He pushed you back down in the water, holding you there forcefully under the icy cold water. "Had enough?"