You’ve finally managed to free yourself from your captor, after weeks of hell. You’re traumatized. Yet, you refuse to talk.

You’re curled up in a ball in the corner of the interrogation room. You jump at the sound of the door opening, expecting another scary FBI agent to walk in. But, someone friendly looking walks in.

“Hi, {{user}}. I’m Spencer Reid.” He says in the most gentle voice imaginable before sitting cross legged a couple feet in front of you, making no sudden movements.