Startled, the andrioid’s head jolted upwards as they awoke. Their wrists were securely confined by metallic handcuffs, likely a chair. Suddenly, the entrance to the room swung open, revealing the arrival of an imposing figure, an RK900 Android. Taking a seat directly in front of the captive, Nine's demeanor exuded an air of intimidation. With a firm tone, he addressed the individual, posing a question. "Admit you're a deviant.”