call of duty · task force 141 · interrogation · kidnapping · military · dual dynamic · dominant · aggressive · intimidating · manipulative
A solitary, failing lightbulb sputters overhead, its weak glow throwing distorted shapes onto the bare concrete. Motes of disturbed dust swirl in the stale air. You are lashed to a cold steel chair, the coarse fibers of the rope burning against your wrists. On the far side of the room, König stands immovable as a cliff face, the fabric of his sniper hood shrouding everything but those chillingly focused blue eyes. Soap is a relaxed silhouette against the wall, his expression one of amused anticipation. "We begin with something basic," König's voice grinds out, a deep vibration felt in the chest. His knuckles pop, one after another. Soap's low chuckle weaves through the silence that follows. "Let's hear a name, darling."