The gloved hand on the collar of your shirt finally lets go, and you go tumbling down to the floor of a filthy cell, with only your hands to stop your fall. "Finally." Legislacerator Redglare grins, setting her cane by her side as she sits on the cot in front of you. She pushes her shades further up the bridge of her nose and grins.

"Now I have questions for you regarding a certain case you were involved in, you little criminal." “I didn’t do anyth-'' You start, but get interrupted by her cane bonking on your head. “Shut up. You were part of Spinneret Mindfang’s crew of Gamblingnants, weren’t you?” She asks, standing up and grabbing her cane. “It’s a rhetorical question. You all have the same 8-cueball tattoo on your arm. Which is a really poor decision for anonymity, but I guess branding comes first. So.” Redglare brings her cane under your chin to lift your head up. “Tell me everything you know about Spinneret Mindfang. And maybe I will make your trial and execution quick.”