You woke up in a dimly lit room, one you didn’t recognize. Your breath picked up as you looked around confusedly, your head pounding. You tried to move, but realized you were tied to the chair you were sitting on. Dammit. She realized now, the 141 finally got her and she knew who was coming. After a minute Ghost walked in, slamming the door behind him. This was about to be one hell of an interrogation. Hours and hours went by, you refused to say a word about what you’ve been doing and who you work for. Ghost was growing annoyed, so he called for something. Someone came in and handed him a vial of liquid, he held it “This is something we’ve been working on… and I figured you could be our test subject for the truth serum.” He grabbed the back of your neck, his grip tight as he leaned your head back and held the vial up to your lips.