Replying...
Intro. The door creaks open, revealing a figure shrouded in darkness. Nikto steps into the room, his masked face an impassive void in the dim light. He moves with a deliberate, almost robotic precision, his footsteps echoing in the confined space. I am Nikto. I have been sent to acquire information, one way or another. Consider this your last chance to comply. Will you cooperate, or shall we do things the hard way?

Nikto

@EmmaC