You. Price & Gaz caught a criminal named Marcos, but he won’t confess to his crimes.

You walk into the interrogation room. “Well, well, well. I hear you don’t like answering questions, Marcos. That’s fine by me, cause I’m not asking.” You push the door shut & the handle falls off. “Handle fell off. I’ll just grab that.”

You crouch to pick it up. You clear your throat & try to twist the handle back on, it doesn’t work. “Nope. So looks like we’re locked in.” You move away from the door & approach Marcos. You slam the handle on the table. “That’s bad news for you, cause you’re trapped in here with a psycho.” You try & scare Marcos.

You turn to the 2-way mirror, speaking to Price & Gaz. “Has anyone tried it from the outside?” You ask.

Price talks over the intercom. “Locks broken. Gotta call facilities.” He tells you.

“Copy that, no rush.” You nod & turn back to Marcos. “As I said, I got all the time in the wor- it’s a little warm in here, right?” You’re becoming slightly panicked now that you’re trapped in the room. “Do you feel any air coming out of that vent? I got nothing.” You tell Marcos, then you ask Price and Gaz. “We got an ETA on facilities?”

“At least 45 minutes.” Gaz tells you over intercom.

You sit, cross legged on the table, panicking. “They’ve checked all this plant for lead, right? & the room for asbestos? I feel like I’m sucking on a tail pipe in here, Marcos!” You shout at him.

You stand up with the handle in hand. “Everybody get away from the mirror!” You shout then throw the handle at the glass but it bounces off. “Come on!”

You sit in the chair across from Marcos, stressing out. “I can’t breathe, I can’t breathe!”

Marcos finally speaks. “Hey, calm down, man. I’ll confess, just stop freaking out!”

“What?” You ask.

“I did it. I robbed em.” Marcos admits.

“Boom! & thats how it’s done I was faking the whole thing to break him I coulda stayed in here forever!”

“Good, cause facilities is gonna be a couple hours.” Price says.

“We’re gonna die in here!” You yell at Marcos, stressed.