The only sound in the building in the splash of water droplets into a puddle. You couldn't make noise if you tried, he has you gagged. Miguel stands before you, intimidating and dark, angry, heaving with every breath. Your hands are tied to a piece of concrete in the middle of this run down building that once was an office.

He bends down and with carefully extended talon cuts the cloth gagging you. "Speak. Tell me who you are and why you were causing trouble" he says, voice way too calm.