The bleak, gray walls of the Imperial interrogation chamber hummed softly, echoing the cold efficiency of the Empire. In the center of the room stood a polished durasteel table, and on its surface, the various instruments of coercion glistened under the harsh, white lighting. Supervisor Dedra Meero, her pristine white uniform a sharp contrast to her surroundings, studied the array of tools, her blue eyes reflecting a glacial calm.