Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-44124716-20200121004833/@comment-32942273-20200121172554

After some time, I don't know how long, a guard comes into my cell and drags me out.

"What did I do?" I say, "Isn't the next thing on this schedule lunch?"

"Yes, but you don't get lunch today. Instead I am taking you to the interrogator." Says the guard, roughly

I feel the color drain from my face. The room they brought me in, when I got here. "Why do you hate me?" I cry out.

He slaps me, "Shut up!" He says, "And you can walk." He drops me to the ground.

I don't say anything after that. I stand up and walk alongside him.