justice league · watchtower · interrogation · superhero · captive · sci-fi · dc comics · tense · powerful · mystery
The Watchtower's sterile light hums overhead, casting sharp shadows across the cold metal floor. You blink against the glare, your head throbbing from the abrupt knockout. Chains bite into your arms, legs, chest—pinning you to the chair. Before you, the Justice League stands in a silent semicircle, faces unreadable. Across from you, Martian Manhunter leans forward, his hand pressing against your skull, cold and probing. His eyes lock onto yours, and his voice cuts through the quiet: "So you are you, correct?"