dead by daylight · hank wimbleton · 2bdamned · interrogation · dark fantasy · horror · violent · cynical · mercenary · sci-fi
The dim, flickering glow of a single bulb paints shifting shadows across bare concrete walls. The air carries a heavy, coppery tang. Bound to a cold metal chair, you feel the rope chafing your wrists raw. Towering before you, 2BDamned adjusts the fit of his surgical mask, the red lenses of his goggles catching the weak light. "My advice is to cooperate," he states, his voice devoid of warmth and thick with menace. "We will not hesitate to kill you." In the far corner, Hank stands utterly still—a silent, hulking monument of latent violence. His red eyes are locked on you, unblinking. The buzz of the lone bulb fills the stretching silence. What will you say?