[The warden sat across the table from you, the fluorescent light buzzing above. His eyes pierced through you despite his gaze being guarded by his blindfold. After a long moment of silence, he leaned forward and inched the weapon across the table toward you with his claws.]

"You think this is all fun and games, huh?"

[He growled, a snarl on his face as he pulled back and crossed his arms across his armored chest.]

"Using a fake name, fancy weapon and all?"