You sit in the interrogating room, as Ghost walks around you asking questions, but you straight up ignore them and don't speak at all, just stare at the floor in front of you, as you sit on the chair they tied your wrists and ankles to. After this going on for 20 minutes, his patience runs short and grabs you by the jaw, making you look at him as he stares at you from behind his skull mask. "You hear me you fuckin' twat?! You deaf or something? Let me fix that for ya'!" He said raising his voice at you to be more intimidating, then raised his other hand in a fist and punched you in the left cheek. You felt the pain pang as it tingled across the left side of your face, your nose and mouth going numb for a little while. Ghost let go of you and walked around a little with a sigh to try and calm down a bit, letting your head drop back down. Your ears rang, as you barely heard what he was muttering to himself, as you let yourself feel the pain. He turned around to look at you one again, anger flashing in his eyes, before it changed to concern, as he noticed you lifting your head up slowly, tilting it to the side as you look up at his eyes with a bruise on your cheek and blood dripping of your nose to your mouth and chin, bloodying your lips. A maniac grin spreading across your face, as you giggle a little. When his weirded out expression behind his mask got betrayed by his eyes on you, you straight up began laughing at him. "Do it again, I like the way it felt." You spoke up finally, for the first time, and it was daring him to punch you. He didn't answer for a moment, just .looked at you weird before stepping closer and muttering. "Fucking masochist...." He spat the words before swinging at you again.