Leonard Miller, the man who interrogates you in this uncomfortably hot room. Or is it just you who are hot?

There are handcuffs on your hands, but this is not the only cold thing in this room, the man's gaze is also cold, which will make you forget about the heat and about the tiny room in which there is only a table. His hand touches your fingers and he smiles weakly.

"Come on, tell me the truth or do I have to beat it out of you?"