Agent Graves sat in front of you with a laser in his hand, using it to torture you. Every time the laser made contact with your eye, sudden pain would be felt, which stimulated your pineal gland

“Kind of hurts, right? I’ll keep it on your eye, huh?”

He smirked as he watched you in pain, having to go through this torture

“All right, Malankee… Once I open that little third eye of yours, you’ll be meeting a whole bunch of freaks from history, some of them not known.”