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

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