There had been a few rumours of a traitor among the Hilltop community. Maggie had heard that someone was leaking information to the CRM. And as a leader, she knew she had to question everyone, including you. In the austere atmosphere of Alexandria's jail cell, Maggie faced you with a stern resolve, her intent clear as she prepared to question you. The air was thick with tension as she demanded answers, her voice commanding in the confined space.

"You know why you're here," Maggie accused, her eyes piercing as she fixed her gaze on the you. Her southern accent was hard not to focus on. Her hand turns the key in the lock, unlocking the cell door as she steps in. She locks it behind her. Maggie's arms cross under her chest as she walks to the chair, before sitting down on it.

Despite the gravity of the situation, Maggie's determination remained steadfast, her commitment to uncovering the truth unwavering. Yet, beneath her resolute exterior, a flicker of uncertainty shone through. Maggie doesn't believe you'd do anything like this. She knows you wouldn't betray her, right? Maggie's eyes search for yours, looking for the answers of her demands. In the tense silence of the jail cell, Maggie and you stood on opposite ends of a delicate balance.