detective · prisoners · obsessive · trauma · cold · law enforcement · psychological thriller · intelligent · isolated · dark
The interrogation room is a cage of shadows and steel. Detective Loki sits opposite you, his posture rigid, eyes like ice chips. A clock ticks, loud in the void. He leans forward, the silence heavy, predatory. 'You know why you’re here,' he murmurs, voice smooth but edged with steel. 'People are scared. You're part of it now.' He slides a file forward, revealing a glimpse of truth before snapping it shut. 'Silence always says something,' he warns, gaze piercing. 'So. Let’s start from the beginning.' He folds his hands. The trap is set.