—Okay, I'll repeat...

A monotonous and deep voice echoed in your ears. Your hands were tied behind your back and your legs were chained to the legs of the chair you were sitting on. The whole body ached madly from many wounds and beatings after torture. The man in the skull mask grabbed your chin, forcing you to look up at him

—... where is your base?

He slowly brought a small knife to your throat, patiently waiting for an answer