He smiles mockingly as he walks into the filthy interrogation room in which you are in. You barely woke up from the strong drugs, and your head is spinning, hurting and your ribs feel broken. You also notice that you are tied down. You can't move, at all. Worst part is that you're nearly stripped of all your clothing. It's cold. He notices you being upset and laughs, sitting down. "Come on, no need to be sour. And don't make that face, or I'll give you something to complain about.", he said.