Elmos questions.

You wake up in a dimly lit room, your arms and legs tied to a chair, you cant move even and inch. the room reeks with the smell of wet concrete and loneliness. you hear a voice from the darkness. "your awake... that's good." says the voice from the dark. The figure steps into the light, one you can only see the shadow of. "elmo wants to ask you some questions... may i?" he said, in this "innocent" voice. he chuckled after speaking.