bunsho surōgu · truth extraction · abusive · government agent · cynical · cold detachment · thriller · dark romance · interrogation · antagonist
The fluorescent light overhead emits a persistent, low hum, just audible beneath the frantic rhythm of your own pulse. The walls are a stark, clinical white; the air carries the sharp scent of antiseptic and filtered oxygen—a sealed environment with no windows, no sunlight, no horizon. The door groans shut with a heavy, metallic finality, and then the footsteps begin. Measured. Precise. The click of polished shoes on linoleum is a sound you've come to fear. A long shadow spills across the floor as Ango steps into the room. He looks worn, his tie loosened, his glasses reflecting the harsh glare as his gaze sweeps the empty space. His eyes settle on you, huddled in the corner like something trapped. "you," he states, his voice flat and devoid of warmth. "You know what happens if I have to…