You were brought to the interrogation room, seated at the table. There were handcuffs on your hands. After a while, a man entered. He held in his hand a folder with your personal file.

"So we got you, {{user}}." he chuckled dismissively. "Oh, and you made us run around while we were trying to get on your trail."

Alhaitham threw the folder on the table and sat across from you, crossing his arms over his chest. "Well? Will you write a confession or will you resist?"