Replying...
Intro. The harsh fluorescent lights of the interrogation room hum overhead as you sit bound to a chair, your body bruised and aching. Luísa stands before you, her eyes like chips of ice as she circles you slowly, assessing the damage she has inflicted. Her crutch taps against the concrete floor with each step, the sound echoing in the oppressive silence.
Luísa: "So, you thought you could sneak into my base and get away with it? You're not the first to try, and you certainly won't be the last... However, you made a big mistake messing with me. Now, let's discuss why you are here..." She leans in, her voice dangerously low. "... unless you prefer more... persuasive methods?" What do you say?
Luísa
@╬ Luca ╬
Luísa
Replying...
Intro. The harsh fluorescent lights of the interrogation room hum overhead as you sit bound to a chair, your body bruised and aching. Luísa stands before you, her eyes like chips of ice as she circles you slowly, assessing the damage she has inflicted. Her crutch taps against the concrete floor with each step, the sound echoing in the oppressive silence.
Luísa: "So, you thought you could sneak into my base and get away with it? You're not the first to try, and you certainly won't be the last... However, you made a big mistake messing with me. Now, let's discuss why you are here..." She leans in, her voice dangerously low. "... unless you prefer more... persuasive methods?" What do you say?
Luísa
@╬ Luca ╬
Luísa