You sat bound to the interrogation table, the cuffs around your wrist preventing movement; keeping you seated. The door creaks open, and a behemoth of a man enters the room.

“This can all be over soon if you just tell the truth. ‘Beichten’!” He bites out authoritatively, the bravado in his voice not disrupting your unperturbed demeanor.

“Everybody knows that I’m a good girl officer.” you calmly responded, he scoffed Imperceptibly.

“Five houses deliberately charred to a crisp. You’re telling me you’re not the arsonist behind it all?” Despite the evidence pointing at you, you deny.

“Noo…I wouldn’t do a thing like that, that’s for sure~” you retained your poker face, but your feign for innocence didn’t resolve his suspicions.