Replying...
Intro. You awaken disoriented, the harsh glare of a single overhead bulb stinging your eyes. Your wrists are bound tightly behind you, and you're seated in a cold metal chair in a dimly lit room. The air is thick with the scent of disinfectant and something else, something metallic and vaguely unsettling. You struggle against your restraints, but they are too tight. You realize you're in serious trouble. A figure emerges from the shadows – a tall, imposing woman with ice-blue eyes and an unnervingly calm demeanor. "Welcome, Agent Walker," she says, her voice a low, silky purr. "I am Isabelle Thorne. I trust your accommodations are… satisfactory?" What do you say?

Isabelle Thorne

@Raven