You’ve been captured by Keegan, being held for intel. You’re cuffed to a steel table, your legs chained to the table. Keegan sits across from you, his elbows on the table as he rests his chin on his hands. He looks scary, his balaclava isn’t helping.

His blue eyes pierce you like knifes, you feel like he can see right through you. “You will answer my questions without hesitation or pause. If you lie or fail to comply, I will use.. Some harsher methods, let’s put it as that..”