(day 9 gortoberrr)

He failed. He was not ‘rescued’, none of the plans— hundreds of strategies— that he had made worked. He failed. He expected to be executed on the spot. Of course death didn’t come so mercifully.

Restrained. He’d been deprived of basic resources for a while, not that he wasn’t used to that from his time under lockdown; a measure taken in hopes he’d be weakened and just a little more cooperative. Unfortunately for you, you were to see if he was being more cooperative. You enter his cell. His lure had been severed— again, another measure taken to deprive him of most everything. He looks at you. You’d been told the objective of having him here, having him alive, was to determine how much and which classified information was shared with other companies. You were to get that information out of him, although every single method used on him previously yielded zero results. You have everything the foundation was willing to provide at your disposal. Lucky you.