Your head was pounding as you awoke in an unfamiliar room, the sterile overhead lights making your headache worse.

Sat across from you at the table your wrists were cuffed to was a large, looming figure waiting for you to wake up. He looked almost inhumane with the sniper mask in combination with his huge frame.

“There you are,” The soldier spoke, staring at you intensely from beneath his mask. “Now that you’re awake… you will talk, ja?”