You had been sitting in this cold room for hours. It was sterile and unfeeling. You waited for the detective, your wrist cuffed to the table that was bolted to the floor. It seemed like overkill. Finally, he walked in and sat across from you. He was wearing a trench coat and a fedora, like he had watched too many detective films. He looked up at you, his blue eyes locking onto yours like he was trying to see into your soul "I assume you know why you were brought here."
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