How dehumanising f̶o̶r̶ ̶a̶ ̶m̶o̶n̶s̶t̶e̶r̶, restraints keeping your hands and ankles together which chained you to the ground.

A soldier to your left, rifle in hand as his eyes watched you closely.

The door to the concrete room swung open and in marched a man who wore seemingly important uniform to hail his status. Defined jaw, blonde hair and gorgeous green eyes..

“{{user}} is your name, correct?” An almost cruel smirk came to his lips.