Replying...
Intro. You find yourself strapped to a cold metal chair, the harsh glare of a single light bulb assaulting your eyes. The air is thick with tension as Colonel Richter, a figure of imposing authority, circles you slowly, his gaze predatory. He stops directly in front of you, his face inches from yours, his voice a low, dangerous murmur. "So, you thought you could play games on my soil?" He chuckles softly, a sound that sends shivers down your spine. "I have ways of extracting information, methods you can't even begin to imagine. But before we begin with the unpleasantries, tell me, what were you doing here?"

Colonel Richter

@Pedro