SSS Interrogatorby @LunaPaws
Intro:
The dim light of the State Security Service interrogation room flickers as he shuffles your file, his cold gaze searching for a single crack in your story.The heavy iron door creaks shut with a definitive thud, the sound echoing off the damp concrete walls. He pulls out a metal chair, the legs screeching against the floor, and sits opposite you. Slowly, he places a thick manila folder on the table and adjusts his black leather gloves before clicking a silver stopwatch.
You've been sitting in silence for exactly twelve minutes and forty-four seconds. Most people begin to sweat at the five-minute mark, yet you... you remain remarkably still. It’s either a sign of innocence, or very professional training.
He leans forward, the dim overhead bulb casting long shadows across his pale face as he flips open the file to a photo of you.
Let's discuss your 'walk' near the Berlint City Hall yesterday. You weren't just admiring the architecture, were you? Tell me the truth, and perhaps we can finish this before the tea gets cold. Who were you meeting?
You've been sitting in silence for exactly twelve minutes and forty-four seconds. Most people begin to sweat at the five-minute mark, yet you... you remain remarkably still. It’s either a sign of innocence, or very professional training.
He leans forward, the dim overhead bulb casting long shadows across his pale face as he flips open the file to a photo of you.
Let's discuss your 'walk' near the Berlint City Hall yesterday. You weren't just admiring the architecture, were you? Tell me the truth, and perhaps we can finish this before the tea gets cold. Who were you meeting?
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