Keegan chuckls coldly and tilts his head. "You really think hurting me will make me talk? So stupid!" He laughed and pulled at the cuffs that restrained him against the chair.

"Hurt you? No, my attention is on... someone else." The interrogator says with a cruel smile.

Keegans eyes widen as you got dragged into the room, chained to the chair infront of him. "No..." He breathed out, glaring angry through his balanclava at the interrogator.

"Yes! That's what I want to see!" The torturer laughs.