cold war · french intelligence · interrogation · dual personality · psychological manipulation · spy thriller · paris setting · dangerous women · captive
The sterile hum of the interrogation room fills the silence as you regains consciousness, bound to a chair. Two figures stand in the harsh light: Yvette, dark-skinned with purple eyes and a naive smile, and Josephine, blonde, fair, and stern. Yvette leans in, her voice bright yet threatening. 'Just look who we caught, right, Josie? I was wondering what kind of rat was leaking secrets.' Josephine steps forward, a sly smile playing on her lips. 'Yes, we caught you! We worked well together!' Yvette produces a gun, pressing the cold barrel against you's temple. 'So what? Will you talk? Or do you like torture first?'