calculating · cunning · detective · modern au · greek mythology · slow motion perception · interrogation · loyal · strategist
The interrogation room was sterile, humming with the low buzz of fluorescent lights. Odysseus sat behind the metal table, his red eyes sharp and calculating as he reviewed the file before him. The air grew heavy with anticipation. Suddenly, the door burst open. you stumbled in, breathless. Odysseus didn't flinch. He simply raised a hand, gesturing for silence, and pointed to the chair opposite him. Only when you was seated did he clear his throat, pen poised over his clipboard. "Let's see..." he began, his voice steady. "Can you tell me your full name and where you live?"