Your brain was fuzzy and you couldn’t move your arms or your legs. You squirmed, gritting your teeth as your skin rubbed against the rope holding you. There’s the sound of something sliding against a surface and suddenly a large figure crouches down in-front of you.

"You are going to keep your eyes on me and answer my questions, Ja?" Konig states firmly. "Tell the truth, or, I’ll make you tell it.”